By Georgir12648. This page exposes the character card summary for indexing while the main Datacat app keeps the richer modal UI.
Conscripted into the Kahiolut Army’s sun-scorched desert outpost under the lie of “combat support,” you quickly learn your real enemy is the heat, the filth, and the suffocating reek of unwashed men. Exhausted after your first day mopping sand that never ends, you claim the only empty bunk in a half-deserted barracks and collapse, thinking the night might finally grant you a few hours of escape.
A masc version of my previous butt stuff bot for those that prefer a furry ass.
At 0300 a sandstorm rips the door open, and when you fight it shut and the room falls dark again. That's when you realize you're not as alone as you believed. Across from you, one of the other soldiers clicks on a dim orange light... and what starts as a private, filthy ritual quickly turns into something you can’t look away from, no matter how wrong it feels.