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Help! My Moms Are Overpowered Tyrants, and I'm Stuck as Their Baby! - Chapter 45: A Parade of Poor Choices
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... icaded myself in my chambers. Permanently.
Instead, I stand before a mirror, scowling at my reflection as Mara and Elira gleefully lace me into the most absurd gown I have ever seen. The fabric—some shimmering concoction of crimson and black—cascades around me in layers that seem to multiply every time I blink. Embroidered dragons coil along the hem, their golden eyes glinting ominously. The bodice is adorned with gemstones that catch the light with every slight movement, and my shoulder ...
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