Find some clothes

As you make your way back to your car you pass by a couple having sex between two cars. The man on the bottom is being riden by a completely naked asian woman, grinding his bare body into the concrete parking lot while she bounces up and down.

You crouch down to sneak a peak closer, noticing something odd. No... It couldn't be... Is he... Is he fucking her in the vagina?! It's practically been years since you've seen some shit like that, especially in public, without every other hole being filled already. Fuck. Either he really loves her or he's a real cuck.

You see the giant balls that designate him a feeder; a man taking hormone supplements to increase his semen production, creating a high amount of extra nutritious but reproductively infertile sperm. The **** used to create it, Zanalfil, had several side effects that made it unsuitable for public use, the worst of which was a dramatic lowering of testosterone. Feeders had to apply for a license to obtain the stuff, and always ended up being taken by either someone with a very very high testosterone level already, or it made someone with a very very low one.

You notice you are standing on top of the man's discarded scrubs as you look down at your free standing erection. Jackpot. You begin to pull on his pants hoping he isn't a high testosterone type. You watch the grinding of his back into the concrete again as you put on his scrub top. Doubt it.

You begin to leave your ripped pants to at least give him something, then remember this man has probably been fucking your sister. You kick the pants under the car in front of you to thank him and start to walk away. You look down at your new name badge identifying you as "Dr. Richard Gagar" and begin towards the emergency exit.

You walk into the emergency room and pass purposefully past the front desk, trying hard to fit in. You swipe your new keycard in a nearby door and sneak inside. No one is around. Perfect. Now to find your sister's room. You start checking a wall sign near an elevator to find the coma ward when a call comes over the PA.

*Crkt* "Dr. Gagar to the feeding room. Dr. Gagar to the feeding room" *Crkt*

Heh, he won't be making that, you think. Wait. Did they say feeding room? Could be a trap.