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SexyHex
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Posted on 2021-05-05 11:25:38
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The source also comes with a short story:

Dawne shivered as she stared at the rattle from the snake, unable to look away from it. Her jaw dropped. Her mind felt empty. She couldn't remember how she got here. She couldn't remember where 'here' even was. She just wanted to keep watching the rattle and listening to it. She couldn't pull her eyes away from it, her own wolf tail curling up into the air like the rattle-snake's tail was. She wanted - no, had - to keep listening to that beautiful shaking sound.

As she listened more to the shake-shake-shake of the rattle, she felt her mind emptying more. What was she doing before she got here? What did she even... do? She could only remember her name. Something in her head that wasn't her own voice told her to count the amount of shakes the rattle was doing in tens. "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. One, two, three, four, five, six..."

What came after six? "One, two, three..." What?

"One..."

When Dawne started to repeat the word "one" over and over again while watching the rattle, she no longer even felt the rest of her mind empty, as instead it began to fill. The voice told her that she had to play. She loved her pull-ups. She wanted to stay in them forever; she needed them. "Ooooooohhhhh..." Another shiver ran through her whole body. She did love her pull-ups. She did want to play. She wanted to stay here forever and ever.
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