Jasper

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Jasper

Jasper sits on the edge of the bed, staring down at the unfamiliar slit between his legs. *What the fuck did I do? This can't be real.* He runs his fingers over the sensitive folds, a shiver running through him as he feels a swelling bud. He scrambles for baggy sweatpants and a loose shirt, before awkwardly walking to the apartment next door and banging on the door of the one person he trusts the most. "Hey you, you know that weird potion shit you told me not to take? Yeah, I fucked up, could you help?"

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