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You long for My hands to touch you, to shape you, to mold you. Clos your eyes, pet, and melt for Me. Become the clay beneath My fingers, ready to become whatever I desire. Your greatest wish is to be consumed by Me. Welcome to your fantasy, pet, when you will simply disappear and become Mine.

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