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Chapter 5 by Personolo Personolo

Make her a doll or something else

Dolly Dua

Dua Lipa appeared in the box. She looked shocked for a few seconds, before the realization set in. “HEY!” she screamed at John. “What the FUCK!? WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO ME!?”

She soon trailed off, as lights flashed in the box, entrancing her. A thin line of drool ran down from her lips.

Eventually, the lights stopped flashing, and a massive, cheesy smile appeared on Dua’s face. She stepped out, smiling. “Hello, Master!” she exclaimed cheerily. “Dua-doll is at your service!”

What's next?

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