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*Clink!*
With shaky hands, you carefully fill your syringe up with the testosterone, just as you have been every other week for the past year. The past year, as of today, and yet somehow you're just as terrified to inject yourself as you were the first time. So terrified, that just as the last drop in the vial is about to be sucked into the syringe, the doorbell rings and you immediately leap and squeal and spill the shit everywhere.
FUCK. FUCK FUCK IM SO STUPID you think in your little man brain... HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN AGAIN?? You frantically search your bag for another vial but... it's been a year, and you only bought a years supply, with one extra in case of a scenario like this happening,,, an extra that you had already used a month prior. The doorbell rings again, followed by aggressive knocking this time. "OKAY OKAY JUST WAIT A MINUTE," you whine, as you're hardly finished trying to clean the mess of broken glass and testosterone fluid on the floor with your socked foot. You walk over to the door, slip out your 10 locks, type in your passcode, open the door, and turn off your door lasers.
"Hi," a strikingly beautiful really normal guy says, "I'm Nathan Fielder, and I'm here, for YOU.... heh, I guess you could say... I'm Nathan For You. Fielder." he smiles without his eyes and then walks inside and closes and locks your door. "Welp! Guess I'm trapped in here!" "You did that yourself what do you mean trapped in here-" he fingerts your mouth "Wait! D- do you hear that...?"
He starts shaking his butt and his bag clinks- you can tell its just FULL of testosterone! "Wait... Nathan, are you trans too...?" "Well... lets just say... yes." Wow.. he has such a way with words! You blush a little... tee hee! "But that's not why I have that on with me today. These... are for you! A whole years worth of testosterone plus one extra in case something like THAT happens again heh heh heh." He looks down at your bloodied socked foot and you blush and bashfully kick your foot and put your arm behind your head, "Gomen, oomf-chan >_<;... it wont happen again, I swear!" He looks at you with slight alpha lust in his eyes, "Oh I'll make sure of it!"
He snatches the needle from the countertop and sensually fills it with the testosterone from one of his little vials... pumping, pumping, pumping the fluid inside... Despite your deathly fear of needles, you can't help but feel a little stirring in your pants... and before you can even think about anything besides how SEXY Nathan Fielder looks right now, he shoves the needle in your leg and injects it all into you!!!!! You scream, "I wish... instead of squeezing your man juices into me with a needle... you would squeeze your man juices into me with.. your pe-" he fingers your mouth and cuts you off again "That... that was not my intention. I'm just a trans Nathan Fielder helping out another trans Nathan Fielder."
You raise your eyebrow at this, last time you checked... you are NOT Nathan Fielder...? But when you walk over to the mirror to check just in case, you see two Nathan Fielders staring back at you. "WHAT THE WHAT?!" you geek, "HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE...? HOW DID I NOT... Know...."