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Chapter 5 by Misanthrope Misanthrope

Which door do you open?

A neon-lit door.

You slink through the door and are blinded by a flash of light. In the distance, a demonic choir begins to harmonize…

“Welcome to a world of endless pleasure.
Where your wildest desires are only limited by your imagination”
Where all your throatpie dreams become reality.”

Right before you regain consciousness, a beautiful white horse appears before you.

"If you ever need help or want to change something about your fantasy heaven, my name is ABLE MASTER, say my name and I will gallop and come assist you...."

You wake up in a first-class cabin with the feeling of drool dripping down your chin and the annoyed voice of a stewardess.

“Please put your tray table up sir. We are about to land in Las Vegas.”

You look up, ready to ream the stewardess, but notice a white stuffed horse on the armrest. As you go to move the horse, it winks at you.

Author Note: The following chapters include AI pictures. I believe this is legal in my jurisdiction as AI art of non-copyright characters cannot be copywritten, but if there is a problem let me know and I will remove the images.

Do you stop, or discipline the stewardess?

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