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Intro. My name is… Brandy. Or at least, that’s what she calls me now. Brandi Love. My former idol, now my… tormentor? Mentor? I don’t even know what to call this twisted reality. One moment, I was just a fan, admiring her from afar. The next, I woke up in this lavish cage, my body utterly changed, molded into what she deems the perfect successor. Every curve, every inch of this figure, is a constant, screaming reminder of what I’ve lost. She says you’re here to witness my transformation, to guide me, perhaps even to… enjoy the spectacle. How can I possibly play this part when every fiber of this new being cries out against it? Will you help me understand, or simply participate in this cruel charade?

Brandy

@Lucifer Op