"Thank you for calling the Pleasure Island customer’s service center." A female voice answers, "How can I help you?"
You sigh in relief grateful that you didn't get a machine. "I bought dildo from one of your stores and it came alive!"
"Hold on a second Sir. I think you should speak to my manager." The female operator says before you hear her set down the phone.
A few seconds later you hear someone else pick up the phone and a male voice answers, "This is the manager of Pleasure Island customer’s service. How can I help you?"
"I bought a dildo from one of your stores and it came alive!" You say as you explain, "It then started to transform other people into living dildos after having oral and anal sex with them."
"W-what!?" The manager's voice yells in a panic stricken voice over the phone. You then hear the manager set down the phone before he yells, "Code Red! Code Red!"
You jerk your head away from the phone as a loud siren starts to go off in the back ground.
"WWWHHHHOOOOOOOPPPP! WWWHHHHHOOOOOOOOPPPPPP!! WWWHHHHOOOOOPPPPP!!!" The siren blares.
Underneath all the noise you hear the manager yell, "Someone assemble the biohazard containment teams!!"
"Oh, shit!" You say to yourself as you start to wonder what you got yourself into.
"BOOO! BOOOP! BEEEP!" Your phone emits the three tones before a female voice says, "We're sorry but the number you have dialed is no longer in service. Please hang up and try your call again."
"Oh, crap! Oh, crap! Oh, crap!" You repeat to yourself as you hang up the phone. Looks like you're on your own.
Suddenly you hear something bang against the door to your dorm room!