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... ound it hard to breathe, as I felt something pressing on my face.
Something soft. But certainly not breasts. Sad to say, none of the girls in this house have bosom bountiful enough to cover one’s face.
I reached for it with my hand, and my hand sank. When I opened my eyes, something flowed into them.
A liquid.
The thing sitting on my face was a slime.
I panicky began thrashing around. At this rate, I’m going to suffocate.
Perhaps this is its aim a ...
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