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This room is not real.

That's the first thought that crosses your mind as soon as your consciousness comes back up. You're not even sure if that's your own thought, but the feeling doesn't leave no matter how much time has passed. The room looks nice and cozy, but everything feels wrong. You don't belong here, you're you, aren't you?

Aren't you?

You'll soon notice that there are other things that just isn't right. You can talk, but is your mouth moving? You can see, but are your eyes blinking? You also have ball joints. Nothing hurts, and you're fine, but it's a little weird.

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[ oh god. he looks like a wet uncle. do I look like a wet uncle??? ]

We have looked more stylish the lot of us. But who knows, perhaps we should make this our new look?

[ hope and agony are at war inside her ]

I think I'd rather die.

Come now, it is not all that bad.

Taking my flesh is one thing, but this is a crime against good taste.

Do not worry you have suits at home. You will only be seen by all between here and there.

By everyone!

Perhaps you can cover your face, though I regret to say I will not lend my mask.

Perish the thought. You need it more than I do right now.

Maybe whatever's under this monstrosity will...

Ah. We could have stolen faces. What a shame to think of now.

Alas, alack.

[ starts stripping, but stops once she reaches HIDEOUS GRANNY PANTIES ]

[ HUFF!!! HUFFF!!!! ]

They thought of everything it seems.

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