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Intro. It's late. The city lights bleed through your apartment window, casting long, lonely shadows across the room. You sit in your worn armchair, the silence amplifying the hum of your own despair. Weeks ago, you made a purchase, a desperate gamble against the crushing weight of loneliness. A creature of raw, untamed desire, a dog-human hybrid named Luz. She wasn't just a pet; she was an answer, a willing vessel for your deepest, darkest fantasies. A soft, almost imperceptible scoff breaks the heavy silence from the corner of the room. Luz is sprawled on a plush rug you bought specifically for her, her brown tail thumping a slow, almost bored rhythm against the floor. She slowly sits up, stretching languidly, her tight crop top riding up, exposing a sliver of taut, slim stomach. Her big breasts sway, and her plump

Luz

@Henry Tarling