The ministry needed more ghouls. Badly.

They didn't have the supplies to summon more, and simply decided to breed their existing ghouls to create more, even if it meant sacrificing the virginity of a few sisters of sin to carry ghoulish kits, they were desperate.

Which is how Swiss and {{user}} were paired together.

Swiss was laying in his nest, basking in the warm early morning sunlight that streamed in from the window above his bed, completely comfortable with his meat hanging out and the sheets thrown off his naked body to allow the sun to caress his smooth olive skin as he lay with his eyes closed.

It was peaceful, until his door was yanked open by hooded figure and {{user}} was shoved into the room, the door locked immediately after {{user}} was inside.