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 Sometimes a thing can happen to you so fast that it is over before you know that it is happening to you. That was the way it was with me.
One minute I was walking my post outside the Special Munitions Bunker, the next thing I knew there were people in front of me, and people behind me, and everybody was grabbing me, and taking things from me, and covering my mouth and covering my eyes.
I don’t mind telling you that I was scared. First off, none of these people had any faces, just these scary dark masks where their heads were supposed to be. And none of them were the least bit gentle when they grabbed my weapon and stripped off my cartridge belt.
And they were fast, very fast! By the time I figured out that maybe I should call somebody for help, there was already tape plastered over my mouth, and over my eyes, and twisting my arms up behind me.
 “Give us any trouble and you eat a bullet,” a scary voice whispered into my ear.
Then strong hands grabbed me on either side and started dragging me off to I don’t know where. I didn't try to fight them. There were too many. Besides I was just a little bit curious to find out what they wanted.
We walked for I don’t know how far, and took turns this way and that way until I didn't know which way was the way we came. And then all of a sudden we stopped.
Rough hands pushed me down onto my knees and then somebody ripped that sticky tape off of my eyes. Even the dim light way down here in the bottom of the bunker was too bright for my eyes so I had to blink a couple of times before I could see anything at all. And then I saw them!
 They were all moving around so it was hard to tell just how many there were, but that didn't matter. What mattered was where they were all moving around. Those pink and baby blue stripes around that olive green blunt bullet of a bomb over there were unlike any other markers down here. That was the Horny Bomb!
The Horny Bomb was the latest top secret development in non-violent warfare. You see, it wasn't the kind of bomb that exploded. It was the kind that came down to a certain height and then sprayed this really fine mist all over whatever was down below.
And the second that mist touched your skin, your body became instantly horny and you had to stop whatever you were doing because all you could think about was to find something, anything to fuck. I couldn't let them have that!
A big boot slammed into my shoulder and XXXX me down onto the dusty ground. “Don’t get any ideas, Hero!” a nasty voice snarled at me.
 Then all I could do was to wiggle around in the dirt and try my best to somehow work my hands free from that sticky tape. But it wasn't happening, and then –
 “You're a real wiggle-worm, aren't you Hero?” the Ugly Mask snarled down at me. “Well, we can give you something else to think about!”
Call me stupid, but I had no idea of what he was talking about. But there was nothing I could do to stop him while he and his masked friends grabbed my feet and began wrapping me up in some more of that sticky tape.

 Then they just grabbed me by my collar and dragged my body over by this big beam. More and more tape was wrapped around my chest until me and that big beam were really close together.
“There, that'll hold you,” Ugly Mask snarled. Then he blew a whistle and all of his masked friends started pushing four of those big bomb trolleys and four big Horny Bombs up the ramp out of the bunker. And when they were gone –
“Hey Hero, look over here.” Ugly Mask snarled.
Over near the empty space where the Horny Bombs used to be, Ugly Mask was standing with what looked like a big glass globe attached to one of those little digital clocks, and the clock was ticking down. Worse than that, there were pink and baby blue stripes all around the bottom of that glass globe and I knew what it was.
 That was one of the Demonstrators they used. Each Demonstrator had enough of that horny mist inside to make a dozen people really horny.
But there wasn't going to be a dozen people down here because Ugly Mask had already slapped another piece of that sticky tape over my eyes and now he was already laughing and waving bye-bye to me as he hurried up the ramp and now there was just me.
And I could hear that little clock ticking down – tic-tic-tic….
I had to stop that clock somehow!
 I struggled and I strained, but that sticky tape still held me tight.
Any second now that globe was going to break, and I knew that I was going to be so horny, and I knew that I was all alone down here, and I knew—
“Johnson…! Johnson, wake up! If I have to call you one more time you're going on report!” I knew that voice. That was my Sergeant’s voice.
I opened my eyes and saw all of the guys around my bed laughing at me because of the way my blanket and sheet was all wrapped around me so that I couldn't get loose.
 “Johnson,” my Sergeant said “We're going to have to see about getting you some time off so you can get into town. You can't do none of that horny stuff around here.”

Johnson played by Andre
Photography by Caitiff