“Mr. Kennicott, you’ve surpassed my expectations. You have my congratulations.”
I want to sleep, but the familiar voice raises my neck hair.
No, it can’t be!
“Come now, I know you’re awake. You’ve had seven days of rest. You should be grateful for my presence.”
“Fuck you, bitch! Go away. I’m tired of your shit.” I smile when I talk to the image of Miss Wonderful in my head.
Instantly, I scream in agony as my entire body feels like it’s melting. Even as I’m crying out, I keep saying the same thing.
“Fuck you, just die!”
My eyes finally open when the pain stops. I see the bitch standing in the corner of an unfamiliar room. She has a smile on her face but it’s not friendly. Despite wearing what looks like a bad cosplay costume, a guise to appear like the Queen of Hearts, she still looks pretty hot. Long tawny hair that I remember, along with her piercing eyes. I didn’t remember them being two different colors, one green and the other blue.
So, she’s a heterochromia!
She also kept the erotic image that I recalled by exposing plenty of cleavage, enhanced by her costume while her long legs showed nicely below her short skirt.
Yeah, she’s a slut.
Her two gorilla men are standing on either side of her. My first time getting a good view of them, I noticed they had a horn coming out of the front of their head.
Yeah, perfect for this place.
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