Jimmithey Johnrey James was going on an evening stroll after leaving the evening shift at his part-time job.
It had been a month since Jimmithey had sex with the magical girl Myusel Hoshino, and she hadn't bothered him since.
Life was looking good for him again, and he could return to his normal daily routine.
"Ah… Winter's coming. And that means I need to get some warmer clothes… I'll go shopping tomorrow with mom." Jimmithey thought out loud, walking towards a surprisingly empty street.
He then looked up and saw the sun setting, realizing the time.
He quickly realized he was late for dinner, so he started to walk faster.
He could get there in a few minutes if he went through a nearby alley shortcut.
But it was risky, as it was getting dark.
So Jimmithey decided to keep walking in the street. He'd just make up some excuse to keep his mom satisfied.
He passed the specific alleyway and kept going, picking up his pace.
He did that until he felt a hard impact on the side of his head.
BAM!
He fell onto the sidewalk, with all of his strength going out.
His vision was impaired, barely being able to see anything besides darkness.
But he could feel blood dripping off the back of his head.
He could also make out a metal baseball bat, emerging from the dark alleyway.
The owner of this bat was a half-naked man who slowly stepped out from the pitch black alleyway.
Following him were five other men, each wearing women's underwear on their faces.
All of them were in tighty whities, surrounding Jimmithey in a matter of seconds.
But that was all he could see, as his consciousness began to fade out.
Before he fully became unconscious, Jimmithey heard them say something in a firm, but perverse tone.
"The King Cuck is waiting for you…"
Jimmithey's vision went dark, with his consciousness fading away.
…
Jimmithey woke up and found himself in a dark, cold abyss.
He quickly assumed that this was actually a building, as he could make out the dark concrete tiles beneath him.
He was horrified, not knowing what was in there with him or where he truly was.
"Aah… W-w-where am I…?" Jimmithey grumbled as he began to feel the back of his head, tapping on a little bump that formed from the hit.
"W-why is it so dark? I can't see…" Jimmithey continued, trying to stand up.
But as he did, he fell back onto the ground, with his head thumping in pain.
He felt this pain until he heard some voices coming from in front of him.
"I-I think we're in a building…" The voice said, which sounded very feminine.
"W-who said that?! W-where are you?" Jimmithey cried out as he fumbled around on the floor.
"Hey! Please shut the fuck up! Both of you! S-someone could be watching us!?" Another voice shouted, which sounded more like a man's voice.
Suddenly, before Jimmithey could reply, a large ceiling light went off above them.
It flashed onto Jimmithey, revealing the young woman and guy sitting next to him.
The woman had long dark red hair, had a beauty mark on the right side of her chin, and wore a black turtleneck top with jeans. She looked to be in her mid-twenties.
She seemed to be stressed out and scared, sweating profusley.
But she was still much calmer than Jimmithey, who was stumbling around in the now-lit room.
Next to her was a guy with spiky green hair, who wore a sweatshirt and sweatpants, a very casual outfit. He seemed to be college-aged, younger than the woman but older than Jimmithey.
He was nearly pissing himself, looking around in fear. He was reacting even worse than Jimmithey.
They looked like regular people and seemed just as scared as he was, if not more.
He assumed they were probably kidnapped along with him by those tighty-whitey wearing thugs!
Suddenly, Jimmithey noticed a large dark silhouette sitting under another ceiling light ahead of them.
His vision adjusted, now realizing who was there.
It was a massive, bearded, skinny man in stained underwear, large white socks, and long pointed jester shoes.
He was wearing a large yellow king cape over his shoulders, and a massive crown rested on his balding head.
He was sitting on a massive throne that had the words "CUCK" inscribed upon it.
"GOOD CUCKING EVENING, LADIES AND CUCKS! IT IS I, THE KING CUCK! IT'S GOOD TO SEE THE YOUNG GENERATIONS DOING SO CUCKING WELL, KEKEHE!!!" The King Cuck exclaimed as he crossed his hairy legs.
Jimmithey now kind of recognized him, knowing him as some small-time thug he saw on the news.
Despite being known as a freaky loser by the public, he had never been arrested!
And now, he'd kidnapped Jimmithey!