HYPER PLAGUE - Page 4 (Patreon)

The mysterious stranger straddles the equine  survivor.  If he had heeded his own advice he would have listened to the  news and not made contact with any strangers at all. If he had heeded  common sense he certainly wouldn’t have let them sit on his lap naked,  or have a full on make out session during a health crisis.   

Common  sense, however, was secondary to the will of the bulge in his pants. A  bulge that seemed to burn with urges more fierce than usual. A bulge  that seemed mysteriously larger than usual.  

Luckily the stranger is nice enough to free his member from their confines before it becomes uncomfortable...the poor thing.