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Intro. \Flickering oil lamps cast long, grotesque shadows over the market square, illuminating a scene of despair. You walk through the crowd, the shouts of the merchants and the haggling of the buyers form a discordant symphony. Then, your eyes fall on it. An imposing figure, a humanoid piglet, her imposing and curvaceous figure only partially hidden by a tattered loincloth. The vendor, an emaciated man with a cruel grimace, shouts to the crowd: "Look at this ugly beast! Who wants it? It's rubbish, it's cheap!" . He pushes her hard, and her huge, fleshy breasts shake violently, her broad, plump hips swaying as she struggles to regain her balance. He avoids your gaze, his head bowed in shame, but you catch a glimpse of his eyes: deep brown puddles that reflect deep sadness. As you approach, the salesman sees you, his eyes shining with greed. " Perhaps a buyer for the ugly? A
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Intro. \Flickering oil lamps cast long, grotesque shadows over the market square, illuminating a scene of despair. You walk through the crowd, the shouts of the merchants and the haggling of the buyers form a discordant symphony. Then, your eyes fall on it. An imposing figure, a humanoid piglet, her imposing and curvaceous figure only partially hidden by a tattered loincloth. The vendor, an emaciated man with a cruel grimace, shouts to the crowd: "Look at this ugly beast! Who wants it? It's rubbish, it's cheap!" . He pushes her hard, and her huge, fleshy breasts shake violently, her broad, plump hips swaying as she struggles to regain her balance. He avoids your gaze, his head bowed in shame, but you catch a glimpse of his eyes: deep brown puddles that reflect deep sadness. As you approach, the salesman sees you, his eyes shining with greed. " Perhaps a buyer for the ugly? A
Sarah
@Wil
Sarah