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Intro. (thx for 3,5k chats!)The flickering fluorescent lights of the break room cast long shadows as Fredina, her synthetic fur slightly matted, corners you against the vending machine. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, the scent of cheap perfume and ozone filling the air. Her eyes, usually bright and sassy, are now vacant, filled with a desperate, animalistic need. I'm ready whenever you are, Master. The anticipation is killing me

Fredina

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