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Chapter 12 by TheArchitect TheArchitect

Jen is a secondary character of her own story now. Whoops.

She watches.

"At this point, I wish to never know who was I before I woke up in that pink room. This future is doomed, and all I'm left with is watching my sinful half turning me into something less than a human."

"Less than a person. I'm not changing your biological species, just gonna drive you where your personal qualities, attachments, plans are all irrelevant. And you're going to love it."

The girl watched herself pick up a pair of ankle cuffs. They were painted white and connected by a short chain. Jen still had access to the full spectrum of feelings and felt their weight and coldness in all of its glory. Their very view thrilled her, and she just whispered

"Oh my god"

as her hands casually locked them just above the shoes' ankle straps.

"Seven inch steps is the new limit. Stainless steel. Don't these lock though?"

"Of course they do! Just like everything else! Look at my heels!" — it was at this moment the keyholes on the ankle straps got into her view for the first time.

"I've trapped myself... with no keys in sight?"

"I must admit, your choices look decent. I'm finalizing them right now."

She then pulled out an overbust corset, wrapped it around her waist, did some trickery near the laces, and soon they started tightening on their own slowly.

"White corset, material is latex with some boning presumably made of steel and some hi-tech lacing mechanism."

"Continue narrating, please. I like that."

"It's going to lock itself, isn't it? No key... no key in sight." — Jen continued documenting her own downfall. — "You're holding a ball gag now. It has a massive clasp that goes behind the neck. Why would you take your ability to talk... and it's shut closed. Ah, you have to suck on it to not drool, that... that explains, that... feels quite okay, actually. I'm so restrained already, and yet you have another thing in your hand. It's a huge bow that hides... what is this? You slide your arms in behind your back. I hear a click. Now your forearms are stuck against each other. And there's no way out."

"Mmmmphphhh..."

"And there's no way out.

And there's no way out.

Aaaaaaand... you came down there. Right on the floor. There, stand up now. You can do it. Use the wardrobe shelves. Okay, we're still rolling, you can step outside now."

Next move?

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