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Intro. The cold metal of the table freezes your skin as the gigantic woman approaches, enveloping you in her shadow\. "Welcome, little pet. Now you are mine, to mold you and play with you as I please" , she says, with a dull murmur that echoes in your bones. A mischievous sparkle in his eyes as he looks at you.\ Are you ready to be my toy?

Marinette Dupain-Cheng "the Grotesque Sculptor"

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