Day 2 of life as a man.
I'm feeling a lot better. I can now move on my own. The catheter has finally been removed, and it's not a pleasant experience for me. My poor Lil Dakota. Condolences.
Since I'm practically fine now, I was moved out of the one-person room and placed into the six-person hall instead. Curse me for being penniless. That sugar daddy of mine refused to pay for my medical bill. it's his way of saying he doesn't want t deal with me anymore, obviously. this is good for me too. I don't think I can deal with being someone's pet.
I'm getting used to the funny looks I received from the hospital staff. As of now, I'm a hot topic among idle gossipmongers. Almost all the people in the inpatient building recognize me now. With this ethereal face and dumb actions written on the paper, it's not surprising people would pay so much attention to me. What can I do? I'm their only source of entertainment.
At times I would hear a few unpleasant comments that can make one's heart boils. Heh. Women, you envy this handsome lady! Scram!
Y'all can say whatever you want. This lady doesn't give a shit. Humph!
But, this lady got to take a leak.
Now, this is a really big deal to me. I'm finally going to experience the joy of peeing while standing! Muahahaha!
With that, I prop myself up and gingerly get down from the bed, and head towards the shared toilet at the end of the corridor.
Letting the door close behind me, I was greeted by the sight of three urinals on my right side, and three toilet stalls on my left side.
Urinals! I can finally use urinals! Muahahahaha!
And so I walk towards the last urinal in the corner and nervously stood there. It's only right now that I feel slightly perturbed. This is someone else's dick! How am I supposed to touch it? Just the thought of it makes me sweat a bucket of cold sweat.
Where will you find a woman who would randomly grab a dick as if grabbing an eggplant on the vegetable stand? They might exist, but not much! And I, Dakota, am not that kind of pervert! I feel so conflicted.
Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.
I am Aaron now. This body is mine. It doesn't make me a pervert. The end.
I keep chanting those words while pulling the hospital's pants down a little, making sure my supple butt at the back isn't exposed. I took a deep breath and swiftly fish out my Lil Dakota.
.....
It's cute.
.....
The size ain't bad.
ヽ(＊>∇<)ﾉ
It even has a little beauty spot in the shape of ":" on the shaft.
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I think I'm losing my morality. I'm starting to turn into that perverted woman who grabs at dicks randomly like picking up eggplant on the vegetable stand. Not only that, I'm even assessing this newly gained organ of mine seriously. Trying to judge the length and girth when it's at its peak.
I'm ashamed of myself.
It was at this moment that I heard the sound of the door being pushed open!
I panicked and screamed, "AHHH!!"
I was frightened too much, my brain loses control of my bladder. The hand that was previously holding onto my shaft reflexively covered my whole crotch area, making my hand the first to be soiled by piss which then flowed steadily onto the floor, creating a small puddle under my feet.
I'm ashamed of myself.
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Day 3 of life as a man.
Let's all agree to forget about my shameful experience yesterday. Who doesn't have one or two embarrassing things happened to them, right?
Eh? What? You want to know what happened after that?
Well...nothing much. Was just asked to clean my own mess then got an earful of curses from the guy who entered the toilet and the cleaning staff.
I was already disliked in this hospital. I bet I'm being hated right now.
ಡ ﹏ ಡ
But, it's okay. Cause I'm going to be discharged tomorrow! Yay! *Throws confetti*
Oh. I came back so I can share my findings with you guys. Guess what I found this morning? Hold on, let me show you.
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[CEO of Gobble Up Inc., Dakota Reeves, found dead after seven days of search and rescue.]
Neat, huh? This was from the paper a few days ago. I don't know how to feel about this. I just keep on wondering how do they cover it up? But then again, I have no other family after Grandpa's death. No one is going to look for me. Two of my trusted person both betrayed me. Who's going to help me seek justice?
Sigh. I feel miserable.
It says here I'm going to be buried on my family's grave. Not sure if it's really me buried underneath that earth though. But, I've decided to visit my own grave tomorrow. You know, just to assess how they treat me in my death after scamming me that much. The least they could do is give me a proper burial.
Anyway, here's another news I want to share with you guys.
[Gobble Up Inc.'s silent partner cuts off partnership after new CEO, Emma Silve, appointed. Numerous directors resigned.]
Do you guys see that? Hehe.
The bitch immediately takes over my company. I bet she's the one pissing her pants now from the sudden departure of my silent partner. Muahahahaha!
Let me brief you on this handsome silent partner I found randomly back in my college days. His name is Edgar Hill. The future successor of the Hill Corp. They dabbled in various kinds of business and are well known all over the world for their success. [Insert random business achievement here].
All in all, He's a tall, handsome and definitely, 100% rich hunk.
Gobble Up is a buffet restaurant I randomly propose in my assignment back then and it receives many praises from the professor due to its uniqueness in presentation and the amazing management planning that I made out of my love towards food. Edgar happened to be there as one of the alumni invited to evaluate our assignment by our professor. It was after this proposal presentation that Edgar approached me and decides to invest in my business.
Fast forward a couple of years later, with the silent support of Edgar, Gobble Up franchises made it all the way across the country. But due to our agreement back then, not one soul knows of the big backing behind Gobble Up. Not even Emma or Chris.
The main reason is that I don't want people to think I'm leeching off of Edgar so I never mentioned his existence. We are two people working together with our own hands. He provides me with the fund, and I pay him back, with interest and profit with my own hard work. A lot of people just decide to label women riding another man's coattails when presented with this kind of scenario. It just so happened that Edgar finds it unpleasant too. Hence, he invested using his own name instead of any one of Hill Corp's subsidiaries.
And another reason is right after our graduation, he was sent to one of the Hill Corp's branch company overseas. Making it hard for us to see each other even with the ever-growing business. Occasionally, he would visit me whenever he returns to the country during holidays just to catch up and discuss more on the development of the business.
We have a very professional business relationship. I really respect Edgar for that. And because of him, the business never experiences major problems and I never have to deal with sleazy people in the business since he always filters out those with bad track records.
"A lot of people like to take advantage of a situation. Before a situation comes up, let me at least help you with choosing the people around you that you can rely on." That's what he said to me when I told him not to worry about me. Apart from Emma whom I personally appointed as the General Manager, the other top position in the company was arranged by Edgar. Considering he's the boss, I never thought of objecting to him.
That's right. Gobble Up might be set up by me, but I never take it as mine. I always consider Edgar as my boss instead of my partner and every time I address him as Boss, he would laugh and call me a fool. Without his fund, Gobble Up will never exist. To only treat him like a boss instead of a God is already downplaying it.
Edgar is really a good guy. If not for his too high profile status, I would have tried to rope him into my arms. But knowing that he came from a very wealthy family, which is several levels higher than me, I decided to just forget about it.
I watched enough soap operas to know the hardship of an undeserved daughter-in-law in this kind of family. Unless I'm a princess of another planet, they will not accept me. Plus, Edgar never showed any interest in me. It's obvious he only sees me as his cash cow. Fortunately, the only affection I have towards him is for his height and face. The rest of my feelings can only be considered gratitude, admiration, and respect.
Reading this piece of news, I wonder why Edgar suddenly decides to leave Gobble Up. But whatever the reason is, it still makes me happy since Emma is not going to have a good time! Hahaha!