Alien Space Tentacle Porn

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Damn, it feels as though someone’s jabbed an ice pick behind my right eye.

Slowly, my eyes flicker open.

I’m in a hospital. The walls are an indifferent shade of green. There are bars on the windows and a bathroom to one side. Worn linoleum curls up from the floor, making a backsplash reaching almost a foot in height.

I feel naked, even though I’m dressed in a thin cotton hospital gown. The bed I’m on smells old and musty. My feet rest on a scratchy wool blanket lying at the foot of the bed. The heavily bleached cotton sheets make me itchy. This shithole looks like something out of a 1950’s B-Grade movie.

A nurse says, “Try not to move,” doing nothing to dispel the notion that I’ve been sucked into a time warp. Her blond hair has been meticulously clipped back with bobby pins and pulled behind a dainty half-cap that looks as though it was made from folded paper. Her cap has the classic red cross symbol on a stark white background. I thought those had gone out of fashion long ago. She holds a wooden clipboard and has the traditional upside-down watch hanging from her shirt pocket so she can glance down and catch the time.

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