Wake all cozy

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You don't know how long your were out, but when you wake again you're so cozy and warm. Your eyes partly open to a lovely shade of pink.

You remember the dream of the doctor-man touching you with his warm hands and you quiver. He reminded you of your favorite uncle.

You wake a little more and open your eyes, "Gosh, where am I now?" you fret.

You agreed to join some club your new friend told you about. Some sort of chastity group or something, she'd said. You nodded off in the waiting room after signing papers you didn't fully read, ok, didn't read at all. You trusted your new friend that you'd made that morning. You had the weirdest dream.

Doesn't matter now. You're safe here, so relaxed and comfortable. The soft cotton garment is so cozy.

"Soft cotton!!??" you think. You were wearing one of your brother's button up shirts, a pair of blue jeans and a bra when you and your new friend left your place this morning. You aren't wearing a bra or blue jeans now, nor the shirt.

You quickly sit up and look down and see you're wearing a soft cotton onesie, a one piece pajama-like outfit with padded feet.

The room is a soft pink with pink soft rubbery tiles. You're on the only furniture, a big round mattress or cushion covered in luxuriant, plush, soft fur. You look around. The room is circular. You're in the center. You look up and see mirrors all around the upper walls beyond your reach, and on the ceiling. It's like the dream only in the dream they were windows.

As you turn you see a huge pile of shit or something disgustingly shit-like. It must be 10 feet high and twenty feet across. As you watch you notice that it is moving, ever so slowly. A strange robotic apparatus follows the oozing pile, misting it continually. Wetness precedes it.

Its inching towards you, coming into the room from a semi-circular door barely big enough for it.

<Swish>

Another semi-circular door opens.

<Swish>

<Swish>

<Swish>

<Swish>

There are six doors in all, each with its on shitty blob that starts slowly, slowly sliming into the room accompanied by its own private misting device. They're all roughly the same size, and are all greenish brown except one, which is reddish orange and has some bluish stripes.

A voice, like in your dream, booms through the room, "Wow, amazing. You have the attention of not just one, but ALL of our most exotic Slime Monsters. They like what they see, obviously." the voice announces.

You're confused and afraid, but you look at the closest pile and wonder where its eyes are.

• Run out the last door that opened
• Stand scared and immobilized
• Check out the closest pile of slimey shit