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In the name of science, of course.

The body was most definitely female, with the lack of your trusty member and the breasts staring at you. They are wonderfully soft, with rather puffy areola. Curiosity takes the better of you as your fingers drift down to your crotch. The less-than-familiar organ looked extremely strange on yourself, and even weirder to the touch, but you couldn't keep your fingers away. It was simply different from the male counterpart, but no less pleasing.

In no time, you collapse on the ground, panting hard.

 

Hurry along with the plot, now.


          Head down to the path, like the story means you to.

 
 
 

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