Yes

-Uuuungh...uuuuungh...

Tulsi couldn't speak anymore. Now, even her face had swollen, as her body was nearing its limits. Meanwhile, her tormentor was fucking the doll relentlessly, not realizing that he may have gone too far this time. He blew one more time in the doll, hoping to make her tits even more gigantic.

Tulsi froze when she heard a tearing sound near her hip. It all happened in less than a second. The unpleasant feeling of her skin getting teared apart spread from one part of her body to the other. She gasped when she realized what was happening.

-No ! Please n...

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-Dammit !

The maker looked in anger and the remains of his sexdoll. The latter had just exploded under his weight and the pressure building inside of it. Now there were pieces of it everywhere in his room. He looked at the TV and cursed even more.

-Shit...

A visibly nervous journalist was now commenting the event, as the whole audience was now in turmoil.

-Ladies and gentlemen. I can't believe what we just saw but...it seems Tulsi Gabbard, candidate for the democratic nomination, just...blew up.

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Instead of the gorefest one could have expected given the fact a human body had exploded, there was no blood nor guts covering the stage, as if in her last moments, Tulsi's body only contained the air that had been pumped inside of her for the past minutes. Patches of skin had flown to every part of the room. A woman in the crowd was screaming, as a part of Tulsi's left boob had fallen on her head, as others were trying to collect every part, probably already planning to sell it on ebay. With the whole world watching this, those relics would probably be worth a lot in a short time.

Above the room, Tulsi was staring at the crowd, confused, not understanding what was going on. One moment, she was in pain, her deformed body about to blow up while she was getting **** by an invisible tormentor. Then, nothing. And now, there she was, floating above the audience.

-I'm here ! she screamed, but nobody seemed to listen.

She looked down, and sighed in relief. Her body had gone back to normal, it seemed. But she was now naked. She suddenly frowned. Why was her skin...glowy? She tried to touch her chest, but gasped when she saw her hand go right through it.

I was at this moment that she understood. Whoever did this to her had managed to kill her. Tulsi knew she should have felt horrified, that she should have cried on her lost life, but only a feeling of pure anger and hatred now occupied her mind. She would make them pay. All of them. Her rivals, the man who did this to her, the voters who ignored her despite all her efforts. She would haunt this world until it would all go into chaos.

Tulsi Gabbard, the respectable politician, was gone now. Free from the judgement of her peers, her ghost only wanted one thing : ****.