A nurse wearing some very tight scrubs. She had appropriate PPE on, but her body was being caged by the scrubs she was wearing, as if one misstep would cause them to tear. She had a very bubbly personality despite the horrors he just went through, he figured she must keep that smile to keep other patients happy. He wanted to ask why was he strapped down and what they were in the middle of doing to him, seeing as he also had a drip connected to his arm. He opened his mouth to try and get their attention, “Hey, what’s going on here?” The plump lady turned to face him and started to explain everything that was going on.
“You may not have been infected by the mutagen, but you still have an increased libido and an animalistic rut due to the length of you’re exposure. While you may not have been conscious, you’re body subconsciously tried to have sex with any human that came close to you, meaning we had to restrain you.”
Well, that explains why you’re tied down, but that didn’t explain the IV drip.
“After putting your body down with a sedative, you went into a coma for a week. We had to keep you hydrated, that should explain why you feel so weak. We are now running some test on you since you are conscious now, seeing if there are any other possible contagions and side effects we should be concerned about. Just try to relax, okay?”
Josh is then poked with several needles and several pints of blood are taken from him within the next few days. He feels like he needs to fuck something, but can’t move his body in order to even masturbate. If he looked down, he would’ve seen his dick has grown to be 18 in long and throbbing while erect (the nurses had the decency to clean it for him) while his balls swole to the size of tennis balls and hung halfway down his thigh. By all definitions, he was overly hung and blue-balling hard. Little did he know, his endurance would pay off.
While he wasn’t under observation, his room was locked tight and quarantined from the rest of the patients. The plump nurse took that opportunity to slide inside while no one needed to do anything to him. Expertly putting a sign in the door first, she closed it behind her and closed the shade. He barely moved when he first saw her (even though he couldn’t move much), but he definitely reacted when she removed his restraints. He tried to move his arms to feel his wrists, but he had been strapped down for so long he could barely move. Every muscle in his body was stiff, having just an IV drip did nothing to keep his muscles from atrophying or his joints getting stiff. But she thought ahead, pulling out a glowing syringe. He couldn’t even move to resist her as she jammed it into his arm, pushing that yellow liquid into his body. He coughed a little, trying to clear his throat before trying to yell at her, “What did you do that for?” He suddenly felt his strength return to him, as if he had never been in a coma at all. The color returned to his skin and he felt as refreshed as he possibly could be. He then turned to the plump nurse as she began to undress out of her scrubs and PPE, revealing herself to be…