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Sexual Recreation Station

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  • Oh God! I can’t spend a month in this thing! My back is killing me and I think it’s only been a few days. I don’t even know what day it is!

    Taking it up the ass isn’t even the most difficult part. Three times a day, AutoKeeper activates. Some heartless machine shoves a tube up my dumper and cleans it out with enough water to fill a swimming pool.

    At the same time a feeder tube is inserted into my mouth and all the way to My stomach. I’m not even sure what that thing is feeding me. But, I think it’s addictive because, despite it being horrible to have the tube put down my throat, I crave the next feeding.

    Yes! Yes! Please fuck me! Even though it’s humiliating as fck, the human touch is all I get. I need my phone and laptop. I have no idea what is being said about me online. As evil as my friends are I’m sure they are laughing at me and have given me some horrible nickname that I’ll never outlive. I feel bad for Peter – we eviscerated his reputation when he was sentenced. Everyone calls him drone butt now. I bet my nickname will be even worse.

    I’ll never be able to eat lunch again at university. I mean, how can I show my face when my asshole has been on constant webcam.

    Oh! Wow, it’s feeding time. I always feel so good after a feeding. I think the drugs are getting stronger.

    • Perhaps you’d care to join our full time volunteer force once your sentence is completed? You’d be surprised how many do, and the back aches soon go away…

      • I’m curious about that. I think the addictive nature of what they are feeding me might make deciding to volunteer for a few years more attractive.

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