Judith snapped her fifth selfie, making sure she had a suitably disgusted expression at what she was holding in her hand—a pair of panties, her panties in fact. These particular panties were cute blue and white striped cotton ones she'd bought last year on sale, and in any other circumstance she would have been very annoyed to have lost them. But these were not ordinary times, and she was going to do whatever it took to help limit the spread of Covid-19.
"Another pair of these nasty things into the garbage," she typed on her phone as the caption to the picture, "And make sure to wash your hands for 20 seconds after handling any sorts of panties, ladies! Quick tip: say your ABC's twice, and that will be about 20 seconds!" She posted the image, and then quickly dropped the panties into the garbage can waiting below.
"Now for the next pair," Judith said aloud, reaching into the sterilized plastic box where she had put all of the panties she owned. She was interrupted by a notification from her phone, and she excitedly reached over to check it. Perhaps someone had already liked her post, she thought to herself happily. Instead, she saw a lone comment on her photo.
"You're insane! I'm not throwing away all my panties for some made-up virus! #resist #mypantiesmychoice."
She looked at the comment in shock—she had always heard about the dangerous of online trolls and hate speech, but this was the first time she had ever encountered such a hate-filled bigot on her own social media feed. Her fingers trembling slightly, she clicked and held on the post until the option to report it came up.
"The only thing that matters right now is stopping this virus," Judith whispered to herself as she scrolled down the reporting options until she found the correct descriptor: Disinformation & Hate Speech. "And I'm doing everything I possibly can to stop it."
She pressed send, and watched as the troll's comment disappeared from her feed. She breathed a sigh of relief, before a new alert suddenly appeared on her screen.
"Thank you for reporting hate speech, dear user. Public health authorities are on their way to the origin point of the disinformation—we request that you remain in-app for a video feed of the suspect's apprehension."
Her eyes wide, Judith kept watching her phone. She had heard about these new measures to combat hate speech and trolls, but had not witnessed them for herself yet. In just a few minutes, a video feed popped up on her screen showing a bedroom with a young woman sitting in it—she couldn't have been much older than Judith was, early twenties at most. A loud banging noise could be heard coming from behind the camera, and then the door burst open and several public health enforcement officers rushed inside, wearing their trademark blue helmets. They immediately subdued the girl on her bed, and held her in place while a man in a hazmat suit entered the room.
The man produced some kind of grabbing hook, and the two health enforcement officers that were holding the girl lowered her yoga pants to reveal the bright red thong that she was wearing. The hazmat man grabbed the thong roughly with the grabbing apparatus, causing the girl to yelp loudly, and then proceeded to pull it down her legs and off of her body. He deposited the thong into a waiting secure disposal container on the floor next to him, and then pulled out a different instrument from his belt—an instrument that looked disturbingly phallic, like a dildo attached to a long handle that he held at the other end.
"Bio-contaminant disposed of, post-disposal deep sanitization to begin imminently," the man in the hazmat suit relayed over his radio.
He began running the device along the length of the girl's vagina, which caused her to cry out again, and she started to struggle fiercely against the officers who were holding her.
"No, please no! I'm—I'm sorry! I'll get rid of all my panties, just don't do that!" The girl pleaded.
Judith was overcome with a strange mixture of terror and excitement as the man ran the bio-hazardous cleaning tool along the lips of the girl's pussy, and then around her anus. She could hear the girl's screams echoing from her phone, and the video feed so clear that Judith was able to see the look of horror on her face.
"Please, I beg of you, I promise you, I will never wear panties again!"
"Post-cleaning deep sanitization to commence," the man said robotically, ignoring the girl's pleas.
The two officers braced themselves against the girl to pin her harder to the bed, as the man inserted the tip of the tool