Only Gin is awake. But the phone is dead.

Kneeling with his naked female body on the cold wooden floor, Josh tried to feel where his phone had fallen. His tits wiggled with every move. He could feel his nipples gethard in the cold that had entered the dark bedroom.

'Please, please.' It had to be still working. He had to change back these rules.

'Jinny? Can I help you?' Gin suddenly said from somewhere in the shadows.

'My phone. I need to find...'

'Here, found it!' Gin put the broken bits in his new tiny hands. The glass was completely shattered, but maybe...

No, the phone didn't react when he pushed the powerbutton. This had to be a joke.