At Disadvantage (Patreon)

Although he kept struggling he knew it was a losing fight. There were two of them, they were stronger, and he was beginning to feel dizzy. “Why me?”, he shouted. They didn’t respond but just kept holding his struggling body down, trying to get the singlet on him. Perhaps he just imagined it, but he was sincerely convinced that once singlet was on him he would no longer be himself anymore. He would turn into another one of them.