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She was pinned, smothered, and impaled, a small doll being violently used by its creator. Her tiny hands pushed weakly against Lyssandra's sides, an instinctive, useless gesture of resistance.
Lyssandra chuckled, a throaty sound that vibrated through her chest and into the girl's body. "Don't fight it, little one. Your body knows what it wants, even if your mind is too stupid to understand."
She shifted her weight, changing the angle of her penetration. "Your body wants a monster inside it. It wants to be a vessel. It wants to be my vessel."