Glancing through the cracks in his hideout, he saw that it was still dark. Ugly yellow eyes on his underwear stared back. The mimic then slid back into itself and fell off Adrian’s body. The mimic then slid back into itself and fell off Adrian’s body. He couldn’t determine what the object was supposed to be. He was exhausted. Once again, the mimic forced its way inside the young man. This time, he had managed to snag something expensive. The object appeared to be a small statue made of a colorful rock. This, however, didn’t stop the creature. Didn’t matter what kind of parts he had. There was no pain as the venom had relaxed the muscles around his entrance. Adrian lay panting on the floor, his hair sticking to the sweat coating his forehead. He tried to sit but ended up falling back on the bed next to the creature who had done this to him. Unlike most men, Adrian had been born with what some called ‘lady parts.’ Lots of people had told him this
