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Incubuses were shapeshifters of the best fucking kind. We could slip into the skin of anyone’s deepest, darkest desire just by touching them and sensing it in their flesh. And the best part about that was, I held onto every skin I’d ever owned. If I had access to my Order form, I could look like any one of them. Male, female, tall, short, dark, fair, I had them all baby, and everything in between. Of course, I couldn’t shift in here, so I couldn’t flex that power over my appearance. But my personality had split so many ways since my Order had Emerged that I could still hop from one to the next ...more
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