Steve wraps a white towel around his waist, unknowingly showing off his firm ass. He finishes drying off his hair with a smaller blue towel. He walks up to the bathroom mirror. He wipes the condensation from the glass, then grabs his toothbrush.
Meanwhile back inside his mouth, Leopold, Clement and Pierre are reaching the frontside of Steve's tongue. Mert, their hostage, has continued to beg for his release without any acknowledge from his captors. Clement glances at Mert, who seems to be looking around their surrounding. "What are you looking?" He questions. Mert looks at him. "N...nothing."
"Look kid. You better not be planning some kind of misguided escape attempt. Cause you'll regret it." Clement threatened. Mert nodded.
"Commander I believe any tooth would be sufficient enough to use to reach the brain. They all have nerves that connect them together," Pierre said. Leopold nodded to his input.
Meanwhile back inside his mouth, Leopold, Clement and Pierre are reaching the frontside of Steve's tongue. Mert, their hostage, has continued to beg for his release without any acknowledge from his captors. Clement glances at Mert, who seems to be looking around their surrounding. "What are you looking?" He questions. Mert looks at him. "N...nothing."
"Look kid. You better not be planning some kind of misguided escape attempt. Cause you'll regret it." Clement threatened. Mert nodded.
"Commander I believe any tooth would be sufficient enough to use to reach the brain. They all have nerves that connect them together," Pierre said. Leopold nodded to his input.