You're depressed... You decide to drink a little... Just a little...

You feel a decline in your mental strength. You are depressed. You are humiliated. You are scared.

The ghost showed you who here can actually show their will, and who will be the passive object of the application of this will.

You almost cry from powerlessness. You decide to go to the nearest store and buy alcoholic drinks.

You think: “Yes, I know I don’t have much money... But I need to somehow relax... I’ll buy some wine, beer... Maybe whiskey... I’ll bring **** to our room, wait for Danny. .. And we will drink together... And I will forget for a while about this nightmare in which I found myself because of the ghost of Queenie... Who knows, perhaps **** intoxication will prevent the ghost from influencing my consciousness, or at least this influence will become weaker... "

You collected the necessary things, took money, took bags for bottles. You left campus and you went to the nearest grocery store.

While you were walking through the streets, you felt the consequences of your morning “cucumber adventure”... Namely, you felt your gaping, stretched anus... Your anus still ached.

You understood that because of the new state of your anus, even your gait had changed a little. You walked down the street slightly waving your buttocks from side to side (which vaguely resembled a woman's gait).

The malicious voice of Queeny's ghost quietly sounded in your head: “How are you feeling, sissy girl? Are you enjoying the pleasant stretch of your gaping slutty sissy hole? You sway your hips very cutely when walking, sissy bitch! Soon I will help you even more in developing the depths your... potential... Ha! Ha!"

You are trying to ignore this ghostly monster that has settled in your mind.

You came to the store and you bought a couple of bottles of red wine. three bottles of beer... You were almost ready to return to campus, but at the last moment you decided to buy another bottle of whiskey. You had enough money for all this, but your financial situation has become completely sad...

You mentally justified your extravagance: “I need to get really drunk... Besides, I won’t be drinking alone... Danny also needs something to drink... Therefore, everything is right - I need to buy more...”