[SilentFeather]

Aki, Breeder 121 awoke gently to the sound of his cell door opening. He yawned softly, wanting to speak to the custodians but they left much too fast for him to simply speak. He simply sat on the mattress, the only new means of comfort in the room now. He felt so alone, he felt as though he would never experience true love or even sex in an affectionate way. He wanted to at least touch his slowly expanding, stomach but that was off of limits now and that was not fair. It truly was.

He looked at the strange food on his tray, stirring the gruel around with his spoon. He lifted the cup and gathered up the note, reading it. When he read it he frowned, wanting to do as the note had not told him go do but did as it told him. He felt as though he was in pure misery. He wanted to touch himself or be touched but it seemed as though he did not get to do any of that. He wanted love, he wanted the doctor to be affectionate in any way or form.

He ate the meal slowly, wanting to vomit but managed to keep it down. He groaned in agony, wanting to be starving instead of eating that crap. He was ill now, wanting nothing more than to starve. He wanted nothing more than to maaturbate but he heeded the doctor's warning.