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>In stupor, alas she won't remember even a sliver of it. The toxins were surely working their way into the brain, just as the betrayer bend her back beside her. Humorous in her victory, she began to hum. Soon, not even a tint of her former self will manifest in that body, for all that shall remain will be the gay fox, proudest of the pack, bringer of the rights.
>Despair is one way to call it, defeat would be an understatement. For she was at the risk of oblivion, total annihilation of all that she stood for. The gay struck it's sword down the moment she least expected. She was speechless.
>With the blindness of lust eroded, her mind gazed deep into the abyss, wandering about the wicked memories, the sins manifested with and within their musky bodies, the senses, now forever scarred with experience, overwhelmed. As the realization of reality crept in, she began to feel the weight that will be carried till the end of her days.
>okay im done pooping
>forgot the image lole
