Strange

Time has slowed to a crawl. You have no idea how long you have been strapped to the hospital bed, but with each second that drips by, more blue liquid drips into your veins. Wracked with pain, you turn your head to the clock with a monumental effort. To your shock, only two minutes have passed since Sophia left.

Before you can contemplate what this means, The pain of the IV drips magnifies tenfold. It is as if a thousand white-hot knives are being stabbed into your brain; however, just as quickly, the pain is replaced by a subtle, pleasant tingle. Then, the tingle increases in magnitude to a hum of pleasure, resounding through your body. The buzz is strongest on your cock, which has become almost painfully engorged and is tenting your hospital gown.

You reach down and...how did your hands get freed? No matter. You reach down and free your cock, which has become deliciously sensitive and begin stroking deliriously.

Listen to my voice. Harder! The voice emanates from within, but this does not register with you.

For some reason you must stroke harder. You are alone in the room, and you must hurry before Sophia returns.

Close your eyes.

Your eyes feel quite heavy; it would be good to close them. You could sleep once you cum.

Now, cum and feel the embrace of change.

With a volcanic rush, you cum onto the ceiling, it raining down on your gown. With that you black out again.