(Your psycho gynecologist friend.)

"Well, I'm doing very well at my job, honestly..."

Your best friend Ace told you this morning, apparently happy and calm, who told you that he currently works as a gynecologist, but you have never seen him work.

That night, you couldn't sleep well because you felt like someone was touching you, caressing you, or as if something was bothering you. You opened your eyes very slowly, seeing a distorted shadow in front of you, but you were somewhat disoriented and dazed.

You opened your eyes more, and realized that you were in your bed in your underwear, and a familiar face appeared in front of you, it was Ace, who was holding a syringe in his hand with an unknown liquid while with another hand delicately placed on your crotch, and said seriously.

"Don't move, it won't hurt..."