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You ever think about those horrifyingly realistic forms of despair?
Someone might be diagnosed with a horrible disease...
Maybe a childhood relic was broken and they can't fix it...
Mhhh... Maybe someone's having their stuff repossessed...
God, I'm so fucking turned on. 💕
Flashing her tits.
Making people kill each other just to give them another shot at seeing them.
#GirlThings.
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"We got a fridge. You got legs, think you can figure that out, yeah?
Besides, I wouldn't want my darling gymnast to get lazy!
I need to touch up some makeup, so... Howsabout you leave me to it, huh?~"
Junko would take a seat next to Akane.
She clearly wasn't interested in eating such a hearty meal so early in the day.
Instead choosing to check her nails, puffing her chest momentarily...
"I told you, I've got somewhere I need to..."
Junko would freeze up. Even a single order was enough to completely force her into submission.
She was terrified of Akane. She had to obey, there was no other choice.
"Y-Yes, Mommy."
Junko would freeze up, turning to offer an innocent smile to Akane.
"W-Well, I've gotta get some work done, you know how it is!
I mean, I'll be back later tonight, you know that!"
Junko was planning on running as fast as she could as soon as she was out of sight...
Junko would take a breath, nervously fidgeting with her hands.
Corrupting Akane was a clear mistake. She was an uncontrollable beast that she couldn't even predict.
"Um. Hope you liked it.
Now, I think we're done here, so... I'll just get going..."







