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My Femboy System - Chapter 97: Fitch Arrives
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... my throat.
Cecil. Not a title, not some vague slur about pens, shadows, or monsters in velvet gloves. My real name, spoken as though it had always belonged to him, as though he had been waiting in the damp rot of this chamber just to deliver it.
I couldn’t decide whether to be flattered or horrified, though judging by the cold sweat that instantly broke across my neck, horrified was winning by a landslide.
I wanted to ask him how he knew it. I wanted to ask him how he da ...
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