The Offer

Tom liked the idea of having someone like a mentor for the beginning. And he very much liked this particular one. The testosterone had worked well on Bao. And besides that, his massive blob and the battery up Bao's ass Tom could take a glimpse of made a very promising impression. 

Tom suddenly realized Bao was not carrying a remote. He was all naked save for the piercings, the beautiful tribals and the battery/plug. And an almost equally impressive metal ring round his neck. What a beautiful piece of jewelry. Maybe after some time here, Tom thought, you'd get some perks like a more long range remote or none at all. That would make life a lot easier. In the meantime they had reached Bao's bungalow. The door was not locked - but then again, who would steal anything here. Plugs? Ah, maybe charged ones. 

Bao welcomed Tom to his place: "Mate, this is how and where I live. My home is your home...and your home is my home. Hopefully. Basically, everyone is at home everywhere. For some time here, some time with someone else. There is so much spare time we all have, we often meet and entertain ourselves. I think you know what I mean." 

Tom had an idea. "Okay, I promised you a drink. I am afraid alcohol is, while not forbidden, simply not available. Even at the supermarket in town, by the way. Just in case." Tom did not mind. He had been a light and occasional social drinker back then. "To be honest, there is really not much choice at my place. I could always get juices or fresh food from the central building, where you could also sit and have food with the doctors and nurses. 

It's all free. But I try to limit my intake. Too many calories and too much solid waste. But please, take a seat." Bao made Tim sit down in one of two stylish lounge chairs. They felt nice on the skin, and next to them was a small table ready with glasses and two bottles. One obviously was water, the other one had some unidentifiable liquid in it. 

Tom looked around the room. Spacious, like a deluxe hotel room. The eye-catcher was the large king bed with a metal frame and crisp looking white linen. There was a little wardrobe, a night stand and some, well, erotic images on the wall, also a lot of mirrors and direct and indirect lights and lamps. 

Everything looked expensive and well kept. The floor was tiled. One door led to probably the bathroom. Bao opened the wardrobe partially: "In here we have a bit of a kitchen. Sink, fridge, microwave, kettle, cutlery and stuff like that. 

We're supposed to keep our things clean ourselves, and I prefer it that way. Others have someone clean their place for them, but I do not like the, the, the price for it." "Price" sounded a bit strange. And how would you pay someone here, without money? "Over here" - Tom opened the other part of the wardrobe - "are my clothes." Tom looked at a pile of diapers and maybe two or three underpants. "Others have more, some have less. I only really wear anything when we go to town, which happens rarely. 

I have two swimming trunks drying outside, those are quite helpful with our special equipment. Keeps things from floating uncontrollably. Oh, and no swimming with chargeable plugs or diapers. Electronics do not like salt, the remote  might be too far away anyway and the diapers are of no use under water. 

You might want to get a swimming plug if you are into swimming. You'll be open anyway, as I said, no remote, so I just have my tailor made swimming trunks. I can show you later. Sorry, I am a lousy host, mate. I was talking about drinks. You better take it slow after all the weeks in the hospital. This here" - and he held up the other bottle - "is my favorite. It is a nourishing liquid, contains all protein, little carbohydrate and fat, vitamins and everything you need. 

You can get it everywhere here in the village, most if us only have this and water. The taste is quite neutral, but you can mix it with some juice or aroma. Want a try? I'll pour you a glass of water along with it. Rule of thumb is 1 to 3. So roughly 1 liter of this and three liters of water. In this climate you need it. 

Tom watched Bao fill two glasses of water and two glasses of, well, slime? As a matter of fact, it was a whitish slime. Looked like cum. "Welcome again. To you!". Bao raised his glass. Tom took a sip - this stuff not only looked like cum, it was very close to it. Not as salty, maybe, and without that stench. 

Tom swallowed - yes, very close to the original. He drank a lot of water afterwards, but it really wasn't that bad. "You see, mate, this way there's not too much solids that would want to come out of your rear end, and the little that arrives can be easily cleaned. Makes everything more pleasant for everyone, and saves time for things you like more. 

Also, recharging from the battery to our prostate gadgets is quicker if there's not all that, well, shit around. And all the water makes the urine clearer, which I also prefer. With our cocks, there's a lot of skin to clean. 

Okay, I see you're finished. I suggest you'll have more later. For now, let me show you the rest of my place." They got up. Bao showed Tom a little storage place with things like brushes and cleaning utensils, and a different one with towels and linen, everything well stocked. "These are centrally washed. Some of us work there for a few hours, to earn extras. Now, here's the bathroom." Bao opened the door leading to a luxury bathroom, with a washing basin and a glass door - indeed leading to an outside shower. 

Everything clean and neat. "Miss something?" Indeed. Tom was looking for the toilet bowl. "That's one of the favorite moments. You won't find what you're searching. At least not in the way you know it. Look here!" Tom undid a cover in the wall, behind it there was a hose with a valve and some buttons on a panel. "We do not shit. We evacuate ourselves. 

All you need is to put up one end up your hole. You'll find the correct size in your bungalow, and some for visitors. It'll inflate once you start the circle, suck out any solids, then fill you nicely with warm water, clean you again, repeat if the system thinks so, and then you are all set. If your only diet is like mine, once a day will be enough, unless you need an extra cleaning." Bao smiled. "Want to try how it works? I'll get a guest valve for you. Size L is 3 inches, size XL 4 inches approximately. XL, isn't it?"

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