37 The Russians Gambit: Part 13 Unlucky (1/2)

Two weeks later.

”Haaaaaaa,” Patrick yawned after he got out of the bed. He felt a little lighter on his face. Tango must have removed that bandages from his face. The room was dim due to the only light source was a small table lamp on top of the coffee table.

'Hmm, looks like I have to wear clothes now,' he looked around as he found that Tango has provided him with a simple white hospital pajama. He got out of that bed and walked to the table where Tango put his hospital pajama. He noticed something odd, something weird when he wore his pants.

He took a deep breath and screamed from the top of his lungs, ”Where's my schlong?” In a high pitched voice.

'Was that I? It can't be right?' he commented on his sudden high pitched voice. Then the door suddenly opened, it revealed a black long-haired girl in his pink pajama, wearing a nightcap while holding a fujoshi dakimakura.

”It's 4 AM in the morning Patrick? What's wrong?” Aline asked as she got thrown a pillow right on her face.

”What's wrong your head? You fujoshi, did you cut my schlong?” Patrick shouted at her.

”No, I didn't, it just went inside,” Aline said. Patrick was panicked. He was looking for his schlong. Aline felt that she had to explain several things. Patrick couldn't perceive the situation since Aline just made a small laugh in the door.

She approached him, ”You haven't gotten it have ya? Even from my obvious clue,” Aline laughed as she gave him the clothes and told him to wear that first.

He told him to calm down first then she would explain everything about the change that she made to his body. Well, was it right to call it his body though?

”Ok, would you take a look at this X-ray?” She asked as she showed him lumps on his chest, ”The clue is the Russians have ID you and send it to their database.”

”What does it has to do with my schlong?” Patrick asked her, ”Do the Russians want my long thick schlong?”

”C'mon Patrick. It isn't that long and thick compare to Johnny Sins's or any other porn stars,” Aline said as she showed him her dakimakura which Patrick gladly punched the bolster with his hands.

”You really destroy my nerve as a man,” Patrick commented on her opinion of his Schlong. ”Have you really seen that?” Patrick asked.

”Yup, I've seen that during the surgery. It was very flappy and bloody. Well, what could you expect from a person that just got mag dumped,” Aline said to him. For Aline, it was a professional comment from medical personnel, but for Patrick, it was more like someone just decided to stab his heart using a sharp knife.

”You're really questioning my manliness aren't you?” Patrick asked her.

”Are you really a boy anymore?” Alice said with a bigger smirk on her face.

”What's so funny?” The confused Patrick became more confused. Maybe he was the most confused person on the entire planet right now due to the disappearance of his dong.

”Did I just tell you that I didn't amputate your schlong? It just went inside,” Aline said to him, ”You're so dense huh? I thought that you will figure it out alone in the darkness, but well,” she turned on the light of the whole room.

Aline walked outside of his room with the dakimakura on her hand, ”Good night Patrick,” she closed the door again and went back to her room.