STORIES OF SPOT CLICK 17

"Tomorrow at eight in the evening. Show up naked under the coat. No underwear. Knock three times and wait."

You go home. You try to sleep but can't. Your body is wired differently now. Every time you close your eyes, you see images: needles piercing skin, cold metal against hot flesh, your reflection transformed into something you no longer fully recognize.

You masturbate four times during the night. Each orgasm more desperate than the last. The last time, not even cum comes out, just a clear liquid that pathetically drips from your abused cock.

The next day arrives. The hours drag on. You eat without knowing what. You go out on the street and everything seems unreal, as if you were seeing the world through a glass. This is your last chance to stop. To go back to being what you were before.

But you don't want to. You want to know how far this goes. How far you can fall before you completely disappear.

At 7:30, you shower. You put the coat directly on your naked skin. You leave. Each step is a countdown.

You arrive at the address. It's an industrial building in an abandoned area. There are no windows on the ground floor. A black metal door. You knock three times as you were told.

You wait.