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Return home
Danielle looks at her watch again, feeling herself return back to her less horny human state.
"Twenty minutes left. Fuck!" Danielle exclaims as she picks up the pace into a sprint, noting the darkening skies.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck."
"Fuckity fuck fuckity."
"Fu- OOOF" Danielle blurts as she feels her shoe catch on a wire and trip, sending her face first onto rough asphalt between two cars.
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