Marvin spent the rest of the day alone in his house. He barely watched television or did anything else. He just sat there like a statue, accepting reality.
He only ate a frozen pizza, which he heated up, and returned to the couch. He turned on the television to try to relax and stop his mind from thinking about his horrible future. After a while, he fell asleep.
He started having a dream. He dreamed that he was a sexy woman with huge breasts and a butt, dressed in skanky clothes and makeup. She was a real hooker. In the dream, she had sex with hundreds of men, and she had oral sex. She loved him like crazy. She was a slutty whore. There was no doubt about it. She only wanted pleasure and enjoyed every man, and she felt great pleasure.
Marvin woke up with a hard-on, and his underwear and pants were wet, a sign that he had come at some point. She went to wash up and looked at herself in the mirror. Her face was dull and vulgar. Maybe she needed makeup. How could she attract men like that? She was already starting to think like a hooker. Oh, that was bad, or maybe not. In the dream, that sensation was amazing, and now she wondered what it would be like to have a cock in her ass or suck it. Maybe being a hooker wasn't bad.