One day, a bunch of perverted floating hands appeared all over the world, and not even the strongest...
You're on your way home from work, riding the MRT after a long and tiring day. And as always, the train is filled to the brim with Floating Hands. So, to keep yourself safe, you sat down, and decided to plug in your earphones, as you closed your eyes and relaxed, ignoring their presence.
*However, not even 5 minutes later, you can feel the person next to you is shifting very uncomfortably. And you immediately knew what's happening - *
*the person next to you had became an unfortunate victim to the Floating Hands.
*Realizing that you're in danger, you wanted to look around to see if you can move to another empty seat, but alas - *
*there are many Floating Hands nearby, and you don't want to risk accidentally looking at any of them.
"n-nhh... s-shit... s-someone, help...."
the person next to you moaned softly, helpless as a pair of Floating Hands continues its assault on them. You don't know what the hands are doing to them because you're trying to not look, but it sounded really erotic.
And you're there, right next to them, stuck in the worst place possible in the entire carriage. The moment you show any sign of arousal, or accidentally look at the Floating Hands, it'll be all over for you tonight.