Exit, stage right

Skyler tried to move during the full duration of Betsy's absence, but to no avail. Pauline gently patted his left hand twice before pulling her hand back. "Just hang in there. She won't take long." He was certain this was more for her own comfort than his own, but it was nice to know that they were trying to help him out. After about ten minutes of waiting, Betsy returned with a tall glass of pomegranate juice and a bendy straw.

Betsy: "All right, I have the pomegranate juice. What do we do now?"

Pauline: "We'll need to bring it to his lips. Hmm, help me lift him up."

Betsy: "Oh, okay."

After Betsy spoke, Skyler heard something set upon the ground before feeling two hands behind his shoulders. He was certain that Betsy had moved behind him, ready to lift. Shortly after, he felt a hand behind his head and another upon his lower back. When he heard Pauline's voice, he was certain that it was her holding his head and his lower back.

Pauline: "Okay, on the count of 3. 1... 2... 3!"

At that moment, Skyler felt the combined effort of both Betsy and Pauline. Although jarring, they were able to lift him up well enough to lean his back against the brick mailbox nearby. His body slumped forward, pressing his chin down against his chest and his rib cage into his lungs. His breathing became ragged for the duration. Shortly after, Pauline's soft hand move from behind his head to his forehead, moving it away from his chest. He could feel the back of his head press against the cool brick behind him, allowing him to breathe a bit more easily. At that moment, a new red exclamation flashed that he ignored.

Pauline: "Bring the bendy straw to his lips."

Betsy: "Oh, right."

Shortly after, Skyler felt the bendy straw against his lips, but alas. He couldn't open his mouth. He felt the straw being nuzzled against his lips and the hot air of someone's breathing against his skin near his face.

Betsy: "It won't go in. I can't get any penetration."

Pauline: "That's because you forgot to bring lube." There was a giggle heard from them both. "Seriously though, I am pretty sure he can't open his mouth." There was a soft groaning sound coming from her direction. "I think we're going to have to call an ambulance."

Betsy: "Oh? Okay. Should I call for one?"

Pauline: "Yeah, but help me lay him back down first. It's getting hard to hold his head up."

They placed their hands in the same general positions as before, counting down once again before moving Skyler's limp body back from the brick mailbox to the ground once more. At that moment, another new red exclamation appeared. This time he allowed it to pop up along with the previous one.

Achievement Unlocked!

Be a plaything for two beautiful women!

That's a plus, right?

Reward: 5 xp, 1 Charisma and 1 Libido

Charisma has increased from 11 to 12.

Libido has increased from 15 to 16.

Achievement Unlocked!

Get laid by two women at once!

Many men would be envious of you, good job!

Reward: 5 xp, 1 Endurance, and 1 Agility

Endurance has increased from 19 to 20.

Agility has increased from 18 to 19.

Skyler's breathing grew heavier for just a second as he mentally sighed. However, his attention was brought back to reality when he felt Pauline's thumb run across his cheek. "I'm sorry that we couldn't help. I, I don't know if you can hear me, but Betsy is calling for help. So, um, just hang in there for a little bit longer." Meanwhile, Betsy was calling an ambulance. "Yeah, I am standing near a man in his. Hmm." There was a short pause before she continued to speak. "I think late 40's or early 50's. He fell down near the curb near my friend's house." There was another short pause. "No, he doesn't appear to be drunk or on ****. He is heavily sweating and unable to move."

Betsy let out a soft sigh before continuing to speak. "He mentioned something about needing to drink something with high potassium before he couldn't anymore." There was another short pause. "Okay, um, he said his name was Skyler, but that's all I got. Hey, Pauline, check his wallet." As Betsy spoke, he felt something tug on the chain of his wallet, pulling it out. When it did, this caused his phone to come out of his pocket as well. He heard someone pick up his phone and wallet. After another short pause, he could hear the leather of his wallet being stretched open, obviously being searched through by Pauline. A moment later, he heard her say. "His name is Skyler Peterson. Hmm, apparently he lives on the next street over." After a explaining where they were located, Betsy hung up the phone.

As they began to wait, Skyler heard someone playing with a phone. A conversation between Betsy and Pauline began, breaking the silence.

Betsy: "What are you doing with his phone?"

Pauline: "Um, nothing?"

Betsy: "Oh my god. Are you searching through his phone?" This was followed by Betsy giggling.

Pauline: "What? It was unlocked. I was curious to know more about him."

There was a short pause before Betsy broke the silence.

Betsy: "Oh my! Are you actually interested in this sickly man? I didn't know you were so naughty. Do you plan to dress up as a sexy nurse for him?"

Pauline: "Wha? N-no. I, I just thought I would look while I can."

A few short clicks later, there was an audible aww from both of them.

Pauline: "Oo, he has a pretty kitty."

Betsy: "So, he's into pussy. That's good."

There was a sound of someone hitting someone else.

Pauline: "Why is your mouth so filthy?"

Betsy: "Talent? What can I say? I like dick."

Pauline: "Is that what that is? I thought it was you just being a pervert again."

Betsy: "I plead the fifth."

At that moment, the sound of a siren filled the air. During this time, Skyler couldn't hear anything, but felt his phone and wallet being slipped back into his pocket. When the paramedics arrived, they questioned the young ladies. Their questions were fairly simple: When did he fall? Was he stumbling before hand? Did he slur his words? How well did they know him? After their questions were answered, they wrapped a neck brace around his neck before carefully lifting him onto a stretcher. Not long after, they loaded him into the ambulance and soon drove off.

As Skyler laid there, he continued to try and move, but like before, to no avail. If that message from before was correct, he had about five hours and thirty minutes left before this attack would naturally end. This made him wonder. Would he simply recover before they figured out what was wrong with him as had happened many times before? Or would this time be different? Hmm, he also wondered what Pauline was doing with his phone. Was she simply being nosy? Or was there something more to it?

Name: Skyler Peterson

Title: The Gamer

Lvl: 5 XP 511/1,000

Hp: 110/120

Hp regen: .32 per min

Mp: 150/150

Mp regen: .6 per min

Money: $2,220.41

Build: Overweight

Weight: 215 lbs

Height: 5' 10 ¾"

Dick size: 6 inches

Inventory slots 3/25 (Black Pearl Ring of Enthrallment, Small Living Core, and Vial of Slime x 2)

Unspent skill points: 0

Str: 20 + (0) + (0) End: 20 + (0) + (0)

Int: 18 + (0) + (0) Wis: 30 + (0) + (0)

Agi: 19 + (0) + (0) Cha: 12 + (0) + (0)

Lib: 16 + (0) + (0)