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Chapter 7 by SwampThing SwampThing

What do you do?

Take the little princess by .

Princess Claire is young, sweet and pure, with dark curly hair. She is dressed in a white lacy nightdress, and huddled in her bed, cowering from you in fear. She is even more beautiful than you'd heard. She is the prize you fought your way to this castle for. Looking at her, you feel your manhood swell, hard as an iron spike. Your wounds can wait.

You roughly grab hold of the Princess, ripping away her lacy white gown, and pushing her back onto her large, soft bed. Her skin is pale and perfect, her eyes wide with fear. You loosen your belt.

Roll +hard to her.

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