The first asian woman.

It seems like forever that Michael has been in a dream of an asian woman with a dart gun shooting a tiny dart at his neck. Unfortunately the dream was real but it kept playing out his most recent instances of his life. The countless parties in the city, a dancefloor full of a hyped, dancing people, a 16-year-old girl in an orgy with three Latino gang members, and a very familiar Asian woman shooting him with a dart that incapacitates him.

He wakes up in a way that hurts him. To his knowledge, he is bound, wrists, ankles, and waist, on a wooden chair. He wakes up like he wakes up from a nightmare. His head that was hanging low, pulls back and hits the back of the chair. The pain sends a shock to his whole body. He tries to speak but he is gagged. A door opens in front of him and out comes four slender bodies, one of which is shockingly familiar. It is the first Asian woman from before, the one that shot him with a dart. His third encounter with this female leaves him no time to recognize that he is completely naked.

"I don't believe you know what is going on. So I'm going to tell you. Your recent crimes has left females in the worse state of fear. The fear of being touched, intimidated. The fear of being with the opposite sex. For the next brief moment, you will be transformed in order to feel this fear on your own," the woman's face is indifferent, showing no happiness or concern, but now your left with **** at all. The shifting bodies behind her are preparing.