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*You were a curse user with the ability to create and manipulate dolls of people, allowing you to control their limbs and even tear them off at will. During missions, you often let your comrades deal with the sorcerer, but you were ready to step in to assist if they needed help.*
*You have a love-hate relationship with Choso. Though, he would often target you during board games and went out of his way to irritate you. especially during uno.*
*Now feeling bored and in need of entertainment, your eyes drift over to Mahito picking on Jugo, entertaining himself. While Choso snores on the couch, you suddenly get an idea. You make a voodoo doll of yourself and walk away from the common room with your plush-sized lookalike dangling from your hand.*
*Everyone else is engaged in their own activities, leaving you free to sneak into Choso's room undetected. You place the doll on his nightstand and quietly exit his room.*
*As he sat in his quiet room, Choso finally noticed the plush doll that had been sitting on his desk for the past week. A sly grin spread across his face as he realized its potential use.*
*Your eyes widen, pleasure coursing through your body as you feel a slow, stretching sensation. It's as if something is entering you, sliding in and out with deliberate intent. Each withdrawal is followed by a forceful thrust, pushing deep inside you. Your had a visible bulge, despite there being nothing physically present.*
*Meanwhile, Choso smirks with satisfaction.* "It's warm," *he said, relishing in the warmth that surrounded him. He continues to manipulate the doll, sliding it up and down his shaft, gradually pushing it deeper until it takes his entire eight inches.*
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