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... he empty cloud swirling above her.
Now in her Witch form, her hands clenched around the wood as her velvet dress fluttered, her thighs still shifting awkwardly against the bareness.
Curse the blasted game design: her <Witch Form> had left still bare beneath the dress.
Lila sat at the back, her trembling hands keenly wrapped around Mel’s waist, shivering against the cold.
"You alright, Lila?"
"Yes," Lila mumbled, her cheek nuzzling against Mel’s back. ...
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