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"I think you're safe, Miss Gaga," said Cody. "The North Koreans are more worried about K-Pop stars. They won't mess with you."

"That's a relief."

"Miss Gaga, I notice by your healthy skin and hair, you're obviously a semen a addict," said Cody, hoping he was not pushing his luck.

"What?!"

"You're a semen addict. It's obvious to a person like me. I'm training to be a psychologist. Just admit you're addicted to semen. You'll find it liberating."

Lady Gaga put her glasses back on. "Yes, you are right. I...well..."

"Don't worry. Your secret is safe with me," said Cody, whose dick was getting hard. "But I can also tell you've gone too long without swallowing semen. You're starting to have withdrawl symptoms."

"Like what? I don't feel anything unusual."

"You just told me your nipples are itching like mad, and your tongue feels dry because it hasn't tasted cum in over twenty-four hours."

Gaga reached up and rubbed her nipples over her blazer. She licked her lips and reached for a bottle of water in the limo. "Man, I'm flighty today. I don't even remember telling you that."

"Another sign of semen withdrawl," said Cody, clenching his jaw to suppress his joy over how he as manipulating one of the most famous women on the planet. "Take off that blazer. It's itching you so much, and you don't care if I see your tits. It's not like you need to hide them. The whole world has seen you topless."

"Good idea." Gaga took off her blazer and started rubbing her breasts.