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Out of sheer loneliness and an urge to shake shit up, you answer a dubious online ad for what looks to be a pet adoption, expecting a retired service dog to be brought to you. You, in fact, get this retired service dog.
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His rough thumb slid across my lower lip, roughly wiping away the sticky moisture — the shameful mixture of my tears, saliva, and his partner’s cum. The brunette brought his finger to his face, never breaking his burning gaze from mine, slowly licked the filth off it, and let out a quiet, hoarse chuckle.
Nausea rose in my throat. My stomach twisted with wild horror at this twisted, unthinkable sight. I couldn’t even look away, paralyzed by fear like a rabbit before a boa constrictor.
“Such a sweet little thing,” he purred, his hot breath brushing across my cheeks.
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- Part 1 of Courier
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Therapy.
It's to get you better for something you don't really understand, not yet at least. Dr Easterman has put himself forward to support you, to get you to your best possible self. But, you've never met him. It's difficult to visualise therapy that's tailored to your specific needs if you never meet the Doctor claiming its success.
Just how long have you been in the sleep room?
Let the trials begin.
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- Part 1 of Tales of the Murkoff Corporation
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You had always dreamed of a family. The men who you dated never shared your dream. Its easy to get mad, throw a fit, and cry. But its even easier to kill them and get it over with. Which is probably why you were in Mount Massive Asylum. You swore that you would take the thought of children and marriage out of your mind. Just focus on getting better and getting out of here. Those plans got derailed when you met Eddie Gluskin.
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You are a doctor guilted into serving as a handler for a dangerous hybrid, all while questioning your employer's true motives and the growing relationship between you and the stoic soldier.
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König leans down slowly, his breath ragged from the training exercise. The bulk of his body covers the sun from shining in your eyes. He comes close to you, head passing yours, and he inhales deeply before pulling back just inches away from your face. “You smell of them.”
“Do I?” you tilt your head, your own breathing heavy. “My nose isn't as good as yours, but they've all touched me, so I believe you. Is it bothering you?”
König leans away, standing to his full height, his eyes hooded as he looks down on you with an unreadable look. “Mehr, als du dir vorstellen kannst,” his low voice drags.
You’d learned he spoke in German when he wanted you to be confused. “I’m going to take that as a yes, but I don’t think I have time to–”
He promptly grabs your arm, pulling you to follow him as he leads away from the training group. “We leave now.”