What is it?
Condom
You were surrounded by plastic, you somehow had control over the collection of sperm and fluids that used to be your body. You could also feel but not see or hear, you could feel plastic around you. There was a rhythmical movement, back and forth and a few more spurts of cum were added to the small pool in this sack. The sack was drawn backwards through something that was spongy, as best as you could feel through the plastic. The bag dangled from something and was removed after some movement you and the rest of the cum came to rest in a pile of something. There you stayed until you realised you had been discarded in a condom and left to rot.
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