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>your wife Rie calls you while you're at work
>she's been in a terrible accident
>you rush home to find paramedics getting her into the back of an ambulance
>they tell you she's conscious but she isn't moving or speaking
>they run some tests at the hospital and detect traumatic brain damage
>there's nothing they can do
>you take her back to your home, the house you two bought together and planned to spend together forever at
>the doctors instructed you to blend her meals and slowly feed it to her with plenty of water
>they instruct you how to bath her now
>a nurse will be there weekly to ensure proper care is being taken of her
>months of this go by and you're miserable
>you still love her with all your heart though and you'll gladly do this until death
>Rie is seemingly becoming more responsive to you as you care for her
>you are unsure if you are getting better at perceiving her or if she's getting better, either way there's still a noticable difference
>one day you get home from work again to find Rie where you left her, but she's giving you this look
>it's the look she gave you when she was aroused
>surely this is a sign, does she know what she's doing, you wonder
>it's been so long since you made love to her
>you gently move her to your bed
>as you remove her clothes, her atrophied body smells of the sweetest perfume to your nose
>you gotten so close to her that you can almost sense her thoughts
>she's ready for you, you can feel it
>you slowly penetration her while looking into her eyes
>but just as the tip goes in she yells "RAPE"
>you recoil
>surely your vegetable wife didn't just speak
>she continues yelling rape and calling for help
>police emerge from the closet, bathroom, and through the door to the living room
>she had set you up
>somehow you aren't surprised as you are yanked off her and handcuffed
>she still visits you in prison every day to flirt with you
God I love Rie
