Tae's Checkup

Guhhhhhhhh…

Bruh.

You ever think about a situation after the fact and repeatedly cringe at yourself? Like, goddamn. How can one guy fuck up so many times?

What’s really stupid is that I’m feeling the anxiety and guilt overwhelm me, but at my core I’m a little giddy from happiness. So many tit squeezes, pussy licks, passionate kisses, all from the four best girls I know. It was going to be tough to ever reset the timeline back to pre-Benzaiten…

Gotta focus on keeping him happy and completing the two things he wants me to: Sae’s Palace and the Chore list. We unfortunately have a long way to go in the former again, so I may need to push my team hard to get a lot of progress in the next few weeks, but the latter is something I can work on myself. Relatively.

Currently I was on the train heading back home. Gotta get through my check-up with Tae, and hope the rules for this ‘yes’ power don’t suddenly switch around again. ‘Are you feeling any discomfort?’, ‘Does it hurt here?’, ‘Are you feeling nauseous or distressed or fatigued or any other number of questions that would be awful if you were **** to say yes to?’ No thanks. The amount of crazy new reality changes there were yesterday make me feel nauseous enough. Let’s just check the to-do list and see if we can’t stay on the God’s good side for the next few days to avoid that scenario again.

As for the to-do list itself, I think I made some good headway with it last night and this morning. There was definitely an item about bathing with the girls. Arguably it’s a super easy thing to accomplish since all it requires is a single question to make something happen… but it feels like that’s a slippery slope of morality I may never come back from. What are the true moral ethics of using this powe-

“Greetings!”

I nearly dropped my phone at the sudden and loud greeting I got from it. I looked around at the otherwise silent train, so many bystanders were now glaring at me for daring to interrupt their morning commute for even a second. Of course, to them, it looks like I’m face timing with a pretty girl.

The redhead on my phone still beamed at me with her big blue eyes. Fearing I’d be ostracised from society even more, I quickly plugged my headphones into my phone then turned to face the window. At least the loud clacking of our movement will cover up my conversation.

“Uh, hi.” I finally greeted the android girl back, “Sorry, it’s been a crazy couple days and I forgot you were on my phone. What was your name again?”

“Sophia! Your personal artificial intelligence! I am here to help you keep in contact with Benzaiten, as well as many other tasks he’s given me to assist you!” Her smile seemed genuine and sweet. This was the girl I apparently knew from my future… I wonder how long in the future? Was this my personal android assistant from thirty years from now, or someone I’ll meet on a Phantom Thief excursion? I have a feeling that she doesn’t know the answer to that either, but may as well try and get some info from her.

“Tell me how we know each other.”

“...I am your personal artificial intelligence, Sophia! That is all I know about this topic!”

“Thought as much. Okay, Sophia, nice to officially meet you,” I nodded at my phone, which seemed to make the cute android girl happy. “

“He has left you one message! Would you like me to phone him back now?”

“No, no I’m good… what did he say?”

She closed her eyes, suddenly changing her voice to match that slimy Gods’, “Message 1: Ren! Well done my lad! You made so many changes last night! Keep it up, and we’ll defeat those nasty other Gods yet, haha! Just remember to keep using your power for me, and I won’t have to rely on switching the rules up on ya!” Is that all? Just use ultimate power, Ren… “After all, I sure do like the word ‘yes’ but this power works just as well with the word ‘no’. Wouldn’t that suck? I wonder which of your girls will ask you ‘Do you love me?’ and you’re **** to answer… well, that won’t happen, will it?! Keep it up, Ren! And don’t forget to do your dailies!”

“Dailies?” That was a term Futaba always uses when she talks about certain video games…

“Yes! Your daily update to the to-do list is ready for you to browse!” said Sophia, happily moving her body away from the main stage of the app screen to bring up a new list I hadn’t explored yet.

Daily Tasks (11h 34m left to complete):

1. Make something real that wasn’t before
2. Teabag someone
3. Alter the lives of 10 strangers
4. Bust a nut in some girl’s mouth
5. Give yourself a new fetish

Oh come the fuck on! Give me a break here!

Yet another thing to worry about… at least I’d done a couple already. Guess I really did give myself a breeding fetish… and thank you Makoto for that wake up BJ… but how am I going to do the rest?

Hmm…

“Hey Sophia, they’ve made a Final Fantasy thirteen, right?”

“Yes, they have!”

…oh, it didn’t check off. Fuck, how many of those things have they made?”

“They’ve gone up to… twenty now, right?”

“Yes! Would you like me to order you a copy?”

Good, they’ve checked that off now. The ten strangers thing didn’t happen though, even with a brand new video game. Guess I have to be a bit more direct with that one. “‘Scuse me, sir?” I once more broke a cardinal rule of train travel to talk even slightly, but the businessman that was standing behind didn’t seem to mind.

“Yes?”

“You’re having a good day, right?”

“Oh, absolutely!” He beamed, “I just won big on a race horse I thought had no hope! It’s really looking up for me… maybe I should gamble some more!”

“Uh, whatever.” I waved him off, seeing that the counter on my phone for the daily challenge had gone up by one. Meaning I could wipe this out right here and now, “Hey! Everyone in this train car is having a good day, right?!”

“YEAH!” They all cheered, looking far less miserable with daily life than they had a few moments ago. There, no fuss, no muss. Maybe I really could use these powers for good, rather than… oh no.

I forgot Benzaiten can decide how my questions affect reality.

“This free use train car is the best!” Grinned the old man that had just started fondling the tits of the middle aged beauty he was standing near.

“It really is!” She agreed, pushing her butt into his crotch as he used her for support, “I never thought anyone would want to use my body for relief again!”

Nearby, two opposite gendered students around my age were suddenly fishing out the guy’s cock while he sat down on the chair with the girl kneeling in front of him. “So this was why you dragged me to this car?” He sighed at her.

“Come on and let me suck you already! I need to finish my homework, but I forgot to bring anything phallic to stuff my mouth with! It’s just a harmless friendship blowjob!”

“Fine already! …oi, do you have to use my belly as a tray as well?!”

The brunette giggled with his cock in her mouth, only popping off to briefly chuckle a retort, “Free use~”

They weren’t the only ones. A lot of people in the car were now happily indulging in each other’s bodies. Kissing strangers, grinding pelvises, erotically touching all over without shame or remorse. The whole thing had jumped from the pages

“Sir! Is it true?!”

I had been so wrapped up in the lewdness happening around me that I was surprised to find three people staring at me with a little too much happiness in their eyes. A soon-to-be mother with a bulging belly, the businessman from before, and a younger gyaru girl had surrounded me. Grins wide, an expectant look on their faces as if they were waiting for me to say something profound, “Uhhh, wuh?”

“Are you, like, the prophet of Benzaiten?” Asked the gyaru, “He’s, like, totally cool! My dad’s cancer got better yesterday when he prayed to him!”

The businessman suddenly thrust a pamphlet at me, “We are followers of Benzaiten’s religion! A righteous new wave of spirituality through sexual freedom! We were told that the prophet of Benzaiten’s will would have the ability to make good days happen to all around him! Surely, you are the one the legends spoke of!”

I barely had a second to scan the paper about this new religion, “Oh, uh, I-I’m not-”

“Don’t be modest, you look just like the drawings, love!” The pregnant woman pointed at the clear picture of me in the middle of the center page. Jesus, this guy really had fucked around with reality in the last five seco-CRIPES! HAND ON JUNK! “Now, you must have come into this car for a reason. You tell us more about Benzaiten’s will, and I’ll be sure to get you where you wanna go~”

“I wanna, like, help!” The gyaru jumped on my side, rubbing her tits into me.

This is too much! I can’t just take advantage of random strangers in a train car! “I-I-I’m actually already outside my doctor’s surgery, right?!”

“Sure, but-”

…

Oh thank fuck.

I’d done the teleport away thing by accident the other day, good to know it’s an option to get out of a dire situation if needs-be.

Now, the question is, what the fuck.

I’m a prophet now?! Benzaiten’s new sexual religion… ugh, I better be careful of the kind of changes I make, even casual ones like making others have a good day can have massive consequences if Benzaiten wants it to. I’ll have to be more specific I guess? So much to keep track of, man. I’m used to only having to do like two things a day maximum. At least the daily list is nearly complete.

Just have to get through the checkup, and avoid starting any more cults.

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It didn’t take long for me to get into Tae’s office. Her business had been growing since I helped her through her personal problems, but it wasn’t booming overnight. Besides, working adults and students were usually busy on Saturdays, which meant this back alley doctor’s surgery was pretty much empty as I walked in for my appointment. As such, I was now on the usual chair, awaiting her to finish what she was writing and spin those long legs around to face me… those long legs I’d gripped and rammed myself between…

Man, I swear I didn’t use to be this horny. You’d think that after having sex the urges would start going down, but now I have images of this hot goth doctor being naked in my head! I can replay the time I sucked her tit and made her moan out in pleasure an infinite amount of times!

“That didn’t take long,” I heard Tae purr. Her pen pointed down at my bulging crotch, even while her eyes didn’t seem to be on me she’d known I’d got hard. In a panic I covered it over with my hands, to which she just chuckled softly with that smooth voice of hers, “Don’t worry, I’m only teasing. I expected that response from your condition. Besides, it makes things easier to collect a… sample~”

I gulped a little at the insinuation. I know that it was kind of a given, but this sexy adult hitting on me even slightly was still making me a little flustered. “R-right…”

“A few questions first,” She said, turning her body around to face me while still looking down at her clipboard. Was her dress even more low cut than usual? I swear it didn’t used to look like a tube top around her succulent chest… “Simplest place to start is, how are you feeling?”

“A-all good!” I replied, snapping my eyes away from her body and answering without really thinking about the question at all. After a beat I made sure to elaborate, “Um, n-no fainting or discomfort. I made sure to get plenty of, uh, relief, last night… I have a few f-friends to help me now…”

“Oh? That’s nice. And here I hoped that I’d need to do daily house visits…” Her use of ‘hope’ didn’t make things any calmer in my pants. I don’t even think my girlfriends mind the idea of Tae visiting me anymore… “Oh well, I’ll still need you to come in every so often. We have to track your condition more regularly, now that we’ve caught it. Speaking of, how many times have you relieved yourself today?”

“Twice.”

Tae scribbled that down on her pad, “Mmhm. And this was with the other girl? Did she stay around your place?”

“G-girls. Plural. And I was around one of theirs…” I admitted, scratching at my cheek in both embarrassment with only a little bit of pride.

“My my, you are a popular Guinea Pig,” she said with a smirk, “I’m glad you have a good support network. You’ll need it for the coming months as I try and figure out a cure…”

“...huh?”

She had been looking with concern at her clipboard before noticing my confusion, then Tae gave me that small yet powerful smile, “What did you think I was trying to do? You’ve already finished your clinical trials.”

“I… uh, thank you, Tae.”

“There’s no guarantees when it comes to medicine. You may get cured, you may not. Maybe all I’ll be able to do is whittle the amount you need to ejaculate a day down from four to one. But I’ll try and make sure nothing happens that could hurt you or your long term sexual health.”

Guhh, she’s so cool. I have no idea if her scientific methods could actually affect a reality change from a God, but there’s no reason not to let her try. “Again, thank you. I really appreciate this.”

“Of course, now lie on the bed, it’s time for your physical.”

I gulped, standing up from the chair and putting my thumbs on my pants to begin-

“Just a regular check-up first, Guinea Pig. We’ll save that guy for last.”

“R-right!”

-

The actual checkup section of this event was pretty average. Check blood pressure, heart rate, listening to my heart to see if the increase in sexual activity was affecting me in any way. That kind of thing. Not anything out of the usual, just me having a boner through the whole thing that refused to go down.

Maybe it’s because it knew I had to do something to Tae and was getting a little excited.

“Alright, now the moment you’ve clearly been waiting for,” She teased, pressing her pen against my pants tent and making me shiver in anticipation. Lying on the bed made it oh so much more pronounced. “Get it out.” Is it bad that her ordering me to do that made it harder?

With a nod I grabbed my belt and quickly began scrambling to unleash my beast. Even just getting it to pop up outside the jeans felt so much better. A throb of relief as it stood tall among the precum stains of my latest ruined underwear. And voila, only a few moments later my penis was out in the doctor’s office, pants and underwear kicked off leaving my lower half in just socks.

“Mm, still as wildly shaped as ever,” She commented, giving my schlong a long look with some desire in her eyes that made it twitch a little. My legs were widely separated for her to make some notes about my balls as well. “Size of testicles… two shots remain inside… roughly twelve hours remain…”

“I-I’ve been meaning to ask… what would happen if I don’t cum four times a day?”

She gave me an eyebrow then frowned down at my cock, “I’m sure you noticed last night that you can ejaculate far more than the required four times, correct?”

“Uh, yeah…”

“Well, don’t think of it as if your testicles have only four shots in the chamber. Think of it like you are overflowing with cum to such a degree that you need to get rid of the shots or else the gun will grow to accommodate the extra bullets.”

…I blinked at her, that was… news… “Uh, does that mean… if I don’t cum that much, my b-b-balls will…?”

“Correct, grow in size. This is all hypothetical, but with the new size, the balls will then generate even more cum and, more than likely, you’ll then need to ejaculate even more in a day to make sure they don’t grow further.”

This is definitely Benzaiten’s shitty handiwork! No way science would work on such casual video game logic as a ‘new cum limit for failing to cum enough in a day’! This is absolute horse shit! But I guess that’s just how reality is going, huh?!

“Th-thanks for telling me,” I said under the long sigh escaping my lips, “How much longer is the checkup?”

Placing her clipboard down, she gave me the usual calming doctor-to-patient tone, “All done. Now Guinea Pig, I just need a sam-”

I stopped her before she could finish, already regretting what I was about to say, “Um, really sorry about this, but… isn’t there something you still need to do?”

“Yes there is…” She nodded, seemingly acknowledging I was correct but not sure what it was that I still needed to do. I guess Benzaiten was going to make me say it.

“Don’t you still need to get proper readings for my testicles from me teabagging you?”

As reality adjusted, she didn’t seem to mind me telling her the medical side of it, “Someone’s eager. Get up then, let me lie down and you kneel above me, got it?”

“Sure…”

God, damn. Having her lying down under me like this… I suck. I know I should have just waited and asked Ann or Futaba to do it, but once the idea of teabagging Tae got in my head, once the idea of how to ask her for it through the checkup, it was really difficult not to just go for it…

My knees were beside her skull. Tae’s pretty gothic face looked almost serene while waiting for my filthy testicles to descend from above. The feel of it was just as addicting. My overly stuffed testicles lightly pressed against her nose first before they started to separate a bit onto the two halves of her face, mostly on her eyes. Spine tingled in pleasure as her warm face, and I was cupping my cock the whole time so as to not bother her any more than I had to with this impromptu ‘medical procedure’.

“Temperature seems normal… as does the weight…” She mumbled from underneath me, her breath feeling strange against my undercarriage. “The musk is… powerful.”

“S-sorry!” I quickly stammered, raising my balls off her, “Would you prefer to wear a mask or something?”

“Perhaps you’re right,” She agreed, reaching over to the nearby medical table and grabbing a single cloth mask. She barely let me move my balls away before applying it to her face. I know that was another reality shift, but hopefully she appreciates it, “Make sure to really rub your balls into me, Guinea Pig. I need to get a proper feel for you.”

Without any other choices, I followed her orders. Rolling my hips a little so that my testicles dragged up and down her pretty face. I’d bathed that morning but it still felt like I was making her sweaty and gross in some way. I never thought in my life I would be doing something like this, but I can’t help enjoying the feeling of weirdly perverse glory. I can only hope that Tae is enjoying it too, on some level.

“Mm!” I hummed sharply when I felt her hands on my balls. Gently Tae’s hands massaged them, squeezing them together and rubbing them against her face. In fact… was she motorboating my balls?! Grinding them against her features while she turned her head back and forth to smush them in strange and sensual ways. “O-okay! I think we’re done!”

I moved my knees away from her head, making sure not to crush her as I got down off the bed.

The really surprising revelation? As soon as she raised her head, the most notable thing about the doctor (apart from the pubes poking up from the mask) were the bright pink love hearts that had bloomed in her eyes. Looking almost love drunk on my smell as she sat up with red skin behind the mask. “Mm~ that wasn’t very professional of me, but you seem to drive me to extremes, my cute little Guinea Pig~”

“I, uh, yeah…” Man I really wanna fuck her now. No! Focus! “Uh, the m-mask…?”

“An excellent idea,” She said before taking a massive whiff of the cloth around her mouth, “Mmm… Such a powerful aroma, and now I can keep smelling it for hours. My hentai reading time is going to be so good tonight~”

I don’t even know when it happened, but as soon as she stood up in front of me off the bed I bridged the gap between us. My erection drove me to wrap my hands around her from behind. Hugging her curves tight to my own, and letting my boner rise up from below her. Trapping my boiling meat between the world’s greatest thighs.

“I was wondering how long it would take for my teasing to break you,” She purred, grinding her butt into my lap while removing her lab coat from between us. “You’ve got good resistance, Guinea Pig. I think I can let you roam free, as long as you promise to only go for girls that want it..”

That’s why she was taunting me so much? To test my limits? “...well, you want it now, don’t you?”

The pulsing heart eyes looked back at me from over her shoulder, “Guilty~ A girl gets the best she’s ever had, she tends to want a little more.” Our bodies were grinding together, my hands pulling her top down to grip her breasts while she reached back one hand into my hair and gripped the tip of my cock with the other. The heat between us was maddening as my hardness was squeezed between her perfect legs.

“Kuh… I need you now, Tae…”

“I’m all yours. Use my thighs you love so much to give me an extra large sample, Ren~”

My hips took the invitation immediately. The smooth feeling of her skin running along my boiling cock felt absolutely heavenly. Pudgy flesh bending against me, almost crushing the middle of my shaft while her fingers gently fondled my cockhead. Never thought I’d get Tae like this in her own office. If she’d sold this remedy in her shop I’d have spent all my money and time here between palaces.

Our bodies moved in perfect sync. Her butt bouncing against my pelvis with each of my thrusts into the thigh abyss. There was just something so elegant about the way she was still in control of me, like a matador guiding my raging bull. But beneath the surface, I could tell she was getting heated like me. If only due to the smears of feminine juice that were beginning to leak through her silk panties onto the object of her pussy’s desire.

The plaps and claps of our movements were starting to get drowned out by our joint moaning. Hopefully there were no patients outside hearing this, but it wasn’t like I could stop. My cock just felt so good nestled between the deathly tight warmth of Tae’s thigh pussy.

My hands were still playing with her chest from around the back, pinching and pulling her nipples while she gasped out. Her fault for not wearing a bra. Tae’s dress had bunched in the middle of her body, only really covering her quivering tummy. All while she kept the mask on, breathing deeply the musk of my testicles on the sweat soaked garment. Meanwhile my face was buried into her neck, constantly rubbing against her studded choker… hang on.

Making sure to go slowly, I reached one of my hands away from her breast to poke around her neck. Rubbing along the edge of her choker, basically asking a question about it non-verbally.

“Y-you figured me out, Guinea Pig. Go on, pull it.”

Wow, what a guess! Between the neckwear and the mask inhibiting her breathing, I had a thought Tae may have a bit of a **** fetish. I don’t feel mega-comfortable **** her harshly, but if she’s demanding it then wiggling a finger into the gap…

“Hrkk! Haaa… NNGGHH!!!”

It was all so sudden, so boiling hot, it took me a beat to realise that Tae had just cum.

Maybe not a massive orgasm, but a little one that made her squirt more juice on my cock, and weak on her legs enough to basically be treating my pole as a seat to keep her upright. “D-definitely keeping this mask… for personal time…” She panted.

“I can cum on it if you’d like an even stronger smell!” I roared, feeling a little too enthused as I kept thrusting into her silky smooth thighs.

I could hear her chuckle at the idea. She still didn’t take off the mask, but she did grab another fresh one from the dispenser on her table and then put it inside a large glass beaker. Then she moved it down and aimed it right in front of my pistoning cock, ready for my own climax to fill the jar.

It didn’t take long thanks to her squeezing encouragement, and soon my cockhead was blasting out stream after stream of jizz right into the scientific equipment. “Nng!” I grunted, keeping my hips firmly between her plush rear and cock tightly between her warm meat. I could see the glass quickly fill with my liquid, dripping from the beaker to smear against her hands. Tae was not shy in scooping up what was dripping and giving it a bountiful lick from her fingers.

My turn to feel weak at the knees now. Thankfully my doctor was so smart and sexy, she grabbed my collar and gently swung me around so I collapsed on her chair.

Tae’s mouth found my cockhead, slurping it down after adjusting her mask to clean me off. The look of her kneeling in front of me while I sat in her chair was powerful enough to probably give me a boner next time I visit this office again.

I sighed in satisfaction as Tae stood up again. My cock may not be fully deflated, but it was a nice moment of respite from the throbbing I’d been feeling.

“Good thing you provide such thick loads,” said Tae, admiring the beaker of my jizz. Then she poured some of it out into a single test tube, swirling the viscous liquid around, “Your cum is fascinatingly addictive. I wonder what kind of food you’re eating to make such wonderfully tasting semen…”

The way she was staring at the glass was still arousing, considering how much she’d just slurped down of my cum. “Uh, Tae?”

She blinked at me, then shook herself from her thoughts, “Apologies, for women there’s something about seeing something full of cum like this…”

Her drifting away again made me ask, “...yeah?”

“Yes.” She nodded, far more confidently and in a way that made my stomach pit up. I can’t believe just asking ‘yeah?’ like that counts… but I guess it is a goddamn yes/no question… what the hell did I change? “I apologise for this.”

Before I could ask anything to make her stop, or what it was she was about to do, Tae took my sample and began… chugging.

My personal doctor just completely drank every drop of my jism with little restraint. The sour substance passing over her lips, filling her mouth, and sliding down her throat. My ball juice chugged so readily, as if I’d just poured her a rum and Pepsi.

“P-pause!” I announced, remembering I had the ability to stop a person at will. How did I remember this? Well, the app had a list of things I’d changed, and I quickly grabbed my phone from my discarded pants to check what had changed recently.

“Hi!”

“Sophia! What was the latest change to reality?!”

She scanned her database for a second before responding, “All women will have a massive urge to drink male jism if they see a container filled to the brim with the liquid. This is a change that can be resisted, but the urge still remains. If the container is not brimming, the urge will not apply. This change is not something that affects under eighteen year olds.”

“Thanks, Sophia.” I nodded, thankful I had such a useful tool. That change was going to be a problem, but at least it wasn’t as bad as I thought it could be, since it could have been ‘all girls drink whatever cum they see’ or something. “Alright, unpause.” Tae started moving again, taking the beaker away from her lips and shuddering slightly at the liquid she’d just downed.

“S-sorry… I forgot I shouldn’t fill it to the brim…” She said, once more pouring out my sample cum but not to the top of the tube. “There we go. At least your swimmers taste amazing. As much as women like the taste of cum, it’s always a little worrying when the urge takes over.”

“Th-they do?!” Fuck, me and my big mouth. Um, I can fix this, “D-do they, like, artificial cum flavourings too?” What? What was that?

“Mmhm. I’m sure you’ve seen some of them around. Most bubble tea places have an option for jizz flavours, though you can’t beat freshly squeezed.” She teased yet again, once more swirling my cum around in the test tube. “Maybe we should send your cum to a company for research on new artificial flavours. I’m sure you’d make a killing on the female drinks market.”

“Y-yeah?” I’m overwhelmed and should shut my mouth.

“Oh yes. Maybe we should get another sample just to be safe. You do need to relieve yourself again today… but first, I think I've earned another taste of the fresh stuff.”

She removed the mask from her face and placed it on the bed behind her. I’d almost forgotten about it, but she began reaching down into the bigger glass jar of jism to fish out the dripping cloth that had been buried in my white sauce. Her smirk as we stared at each other with a cum covered mask between us, wondering if she was actually gonna do what she was threatening to do…

“Here we go, Guinea Pig~”

Splat!

Tae had done it. She’d applied the cloth to her face, wrapping her face in a pure white sticky mess. Instantly it was dipping down her chin, smearing across her breasts in thick globules. I could see her heart filled eyes roll back and her tongue wildly lapping at the cum on the one side of the mask. Her pussy leaking profusely as she breathed in pure spunk filled air. I was erect again immediately, such a weird yet erotic scene of a girl trapping her mouth and nose with only your cum. How could I not find it hot?

The mask itself struggled to stay on her ears, soon only staying on from the sticky substance that had smeared across her cheeks. She was sucking it now, getting every drip of cum from the surface as it continued to drip down her body.

Eventually, after another orgasm from Tae and a new throbbing boner from me, she ran out of cum to slurp down. Hanging the cum stained surgical mask from her thumb with a proud look on her face. “That was a very smart idea, Guinea Pig. I’ll definitely be keeping this mask too.”

“G-go for it…” I mumbled in response.