I, Pervert

Dr. C's POV

Susan is just so sexy when she sleeps. I admit, I hacked into the surveillance when she first came her and watched her passed out. And all the male monsters in the facility had a spontaneous orgasm.

Yes, I oogle her frequently. It's quite fun.

Breakfast time. Susan gets that sloppy oatmeal and that giant sexy spoon. I get slippers. And, I admit, they do turn me on. But today something is different. Oatmeal comes out of that tube and so do juicy pieces of fruit.

Monger comes in on his jetpack and tells her there was a surplus in Argentina.

Susan picks up a chunk of watermelon and bites into it. And she moaned. Why did she have to moan?! Damn it….

Then she picks up a banana. Why the banana? And, as if she is trying to torture me, she licks it! I'm going to freaking explode. She swallows it and groans. I'm dying! Can't she see that, I'm banging my head against the table.

"Are you okay, Doc?" she asks.

"Fine!" I answer, choked.

"Really? Because you're really gripping the table pretty hard" said Link.

DAMN IT LINK! DID HE HAVE TO SAY HARD?

So I did the only thing a sexually frustrated cockroach could do. I ran to my cell. No, I'm not a wanker.

About 20 minutes later, Susan walks into my room.

"I think I know what's wrong, doc."

"Really?!?!"

"Yeah. You're having a hard time watching us eat normal food. I mean, it's disgusting to you."

"Sure"

"Well, see you later"

At least she didn't guess my real problem. And you know what?

She said hard again.