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"It's time for your yearly prostate exam done, Dad."
The man eyes Iyami up, crossing his arms. "I've never had one done and I'm not going to start now."
"Eh, but you're like, 70?"
Dad's eyebrow twitches.
"S-sheeh... just a joke..." He waves his arms, chuckling. "But really me thinks you need to have this done. It's in everyone's best interest. You want to be healthy for your family, right?"
The man pulls a pout. That got to him. He couldn't leave his darling little children alone. Iyami feels jealous for a moment. He wishes he had a family. Not just a raccoon by the dumpster. He wonders how Larry was doing, that little rascal.
"Fine," Dad grumbles, taking off his pants. Iyami puts on his gloves and as Dad assumes the position.
"This will be a little uncomfortable but just relax." Iyami slips his finger into him, doing his doctor thing. Suddenly there's pressure all around his finger. "S-sir, please try to relax."
"No." Dad looks back over his shoulder, grinning menacingly. There's a glint in his eye that makes Iyami gulp. "You're my prisoner now, you bastard."
"SHEEEEEH?!!?" Iyami pulls a pose, hoping that will loosen Dad and set him free, but Dad is determined and stays clamped around Iyami, sheehing along with him. "Let me go! You fucker! Let me go! I have a family!"
"I told you I didn't want this done! Now you have to live with your mistake!" Dad snarls, pulling his pants back up. He walks toward the door, dragging Iyami along with him. "And Larry isn't family."
Iyami gasps, how did he know about Larry?
"We're connected now, Iyami. My ass is linked to your brain. I know your every thought."
No way, Iyami thought to himself.
"Yes way," Dad says with a smirk.
"Now c'mon, Mom is making little goblin fingers for dinner."
"Oh, what does that mean?"
"You'll find out~."
Iyami gulps. Whatever it was, he had a feeling it wasn't good for him.