Before you could make a decision, you heard another door be opened. Turning, you expected to see a person who could hopefully explain what’s going on.
And get you clothes.
Instead your eyes widened as another man walked out in a hospital gown. He had a tall lithe body, with a puffy chest visible through the thin gown. Bud long black hair covered his face and at first you just thought he was drunk as he stumbled out. Or sick.
He was sick.
His hospital gown was torn short so it revealed the rather plump, sickly gray skin of his buttocks. You noticed it was a bit bigger then your own butt. Then you shook your head.
You also noticed his tighty whities were wedgied quite a bit, revealing a small bite on the left buttcheek. But more importantly, the man before you was sickly gray and he had glowing amber eyes.
“Ughhh…ughhhh…” he moaned at you.
“Ummm…s-sir?” you hesitantly asked.
“Raarrrghhh!” he snarled as he darted forward.
You squealed.
Loudly.
Like a girl as he charged at you and then…grabbed the front of your tighty whities?
“Rarrghhh! W—W—Wedgie!” the infected snarled before he wrenched your tighty whities up your front!
It immediately constricted your bulge and you squealed loudly!
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