You're in jail, in the drunk tank!
From Create Your Own Story
You look around you and see metal bars; your in some sort of jail! The familiar gray walls of a jail house greet your weak eyes and your head hurts...how did I get here? Your nose burns with the smell of piss and alcohol fumes...must be the drunk tank. You remember walking home and not having the energy to go on, you must have fallen asleep while walking and the cops must have picked you up. You frown, you could be worse, you collapsed in a bad part of town, but you have a record and you don't want any questions especially after drugging, raping, and sacrificing one of these cops last night! Maybe they don't know anything but you can't be sure...
You hear some raspy laughter nearby you. You sit up, blinking into the florescent light. A single homeless looking guy sits in the cell next to you right up against the bars, and after your eyes focus you realize he's furiously masturbating to you. You grimice, what a disgusting person. Filth like him are half of the reason you want to bring about the coming of Satan in the first place. Filth like your mother is the other half. The dirty homeless man continues to jerk away, giggling horribly, until suddenly he cums his sperm shooting through the air until it lands solidly on your bare cleavage and a bit on your face. He cheers as you scream angrily, trying panickly to wipe the jizz off. Who knows what terrible diseases this fetid hobo carries! Once most of the cum has been cleaned off of your tits and face you give him your most evil look.
"I swear to the devil you disgusting little man..." you hiss vengefully, "...before I leave here I'm going to make you sorry you did that."
He simply laughs and skips around idioticly. You need to get out of here soon, so you begin to plan.
