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My ass felt all too exposed and I tried to cover it with one of my pincers, but this body didn’t have much flexibility in it. I missed my old body. I had the flexibility of a cat and the nimbleness of a goat in my Fae form. A goat could climb a tree right now, but me? I was stuck lumbering along like a wide open vagina on stilts. I almost fell down the stairs as I fled and Big Bel’s hot breath rushed over my back as he drew closer to his prize. I don’t wanna be his princess anymore! “Rosaaaa!” I roared as I ran faster,
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