They go out for lunch
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 18
by
copier
· original author:
anacone
Sally had forced Phil to come to lunch with her. He didn't have much to put against especially because of his condition. They sat on a table in the hospital cafeteria. It was a big one with 20 round tables spread across the area. There were 5 chairs to every table. The furniture was made of wood and had blue pillow to the chair and blue plastic tableclothing on the tables. With a plastic flower in the middle. The lights were weak and had a tune to blue. The whole room seemed to be blue. The time was just before lunch but people had already slowly started to gather.
Sally pushed a plate with soap to Phil.
"Eat! I promised to take care of you!" She commanded him and ate some soup herself.
Phil stepped forward to the plate. He or she was dressed in hospital shirt. It was obviously too short and she didn't have anything beneath. She was carefully pulling the shirt down to cover more of her hips and legs. Slowly crawled up on the plate with her other hand and leaned forward to eat the food. She was not used to her new body and her bread was hanging in the soup.
"Stop that!" Sally reacted. "You are getting dirty! You are such a mess, you have to be more carefuly!" She pushes Phil off the plate and grabs his wet shirt and pulls it off.
"Now this one needs to be cleaned. Where do we find a new shirt for you?" Sally gets up and walks to the dish to wash the shirt.
Shortly Phil begins to hear whispers around him. A couple of mid aged women curses Phil "What a slut!". Some young males whistles at him. A young kid records Phil to Youtube. The lunch time had come and it was getting crowded. Phil didn't know what to do. He took a few steps back and looked around for somewhere to hide.
Sally came back to the table. The shirt was clean but too weat to wear.
"Phil
Sally pushed a plate with soap to Phil.
"Eat! I promised to take care of you!" She commanded him and ate some soup herself.
Phil stepped forward to the plate. He or she was dressed in hospital shirt. It was obviously too short and she didn't have anything beneath. She was carefully pulling the shirt down to cover more of her hips and legs. Slowly crawled up on the plate with her other hand and leaned forward to eat the food. She was not used to her new body and her bread was hanging in the soup.
"Stop that!" Sally reacted. "You are getting dirty! You are such a mess, you have to be more carefuly!" She pushes Phil off the plate and grabs his wet shirt and pulls it off.
"Now this one needs to be cleaned. Where do we find a new shirt for you?" Sally gets up and walks to the dish to wash the shirt.
Shortly Phil begins to hear whispers around him. A couple of mid aged women curses Phil "What a slut!". Some young males whistles at him. A young kid records Phil to Youtube. The lunch time had come and it was getting crowded. Phil didn't know what to do. He took a few steps back and looked around for somewhere to hide.
Sally came back to the table. The shirt was clean but too weat to wear.
"Phil
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March 24, 2025
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