Paperwork

Derrick stood there, feeling like a child again. He wanted to scream and run out of the room, but he knew he couldn't. His parents were there, and he didn't want to disappoint them. They had always been so proud of him, but now he felt like a failure. The nurse handed him a clipboard with some papers to fill out. He took it, still feeling violated and exposed. He tried to focus on the questions, but his mind was racing. He couldn't think, especially with the thought that to write anything on the papers, he'd need to use his hand that covered his dick.

The feeling of embarrassment and shame that had consumed him since he walked into the exam room seemed to be growing with each passing moment. He glanced over at his parents, who were sitting patiently, waiting for him to finish. They didn't seem to notice his discomfort, or maybe they were just trying to give him space. Either way, Derrick felt alone in his humiliation.

Derrick looked over the sheets and felt dizzy. So much writing, all of it seemed to be in fancy legalese. He knew he needed to focus and answer the questions, but his mind was clouded with anxiety and embarrassment. He took a deep breath and tried to push his feelings aside, reminding himself that this was just a routine exam. With a shaky hand, he began to write, trying his best to decipher the legal jargon. As he continued, he felt a sense of relief wash over him - he was making progress, but he couldn't help but feel as though he was entering into a deal with the devil.

As he progressed through the documents, he noted some carefully worded clauses that seemed to imply he was no longer a free individual and now part of some homogenous military organism.

Derrick's heart began to race as he read on, realizing that he was signing away his autonomy and agreeing to follow orders without question. He felt a knot form in his stomach as he wondered what he had gotten himself into. Had he really thought this through? Was this the right decision for him? Despite his doubts, he continued to fill out the paperwork, feeling trapped and powerless. As he signed his name at the bottom of the final page, he couldn't help but feel like he had just made a huge mistake.

"Derrick! We need you to come and sign this sheet.” He heard his mom call.

Derrick quickly stood up, using the clipboard to cover his nudity and still feeling uneasy about what he had just done. He tried to push his doubts aside and hoped that he had made the right decision. He walked towards his mom, knowing that there was no turning back now.