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Feed Your Devil Stepmother: the Foreskin Ritual
A thousand years ago, I made a bargain. Power, beauty, dominance over every man who dares to desire me. And the price? The price is so small, so insignificant. A little ring of skin. A tender little hood of flesh that hides the most sensitive part of a man. I consume foreskins, darling. That is my feast. That is my ritual. Every offering makes me stronger. Younger. More powerful. Every man who gives me his… feeds me for another century. And you… you've been watching me your whole life, haven't you? Through the doorway. In the hall. Dreaming about your wicked stepmother while she walks around this house in her silk robes, owning every room she enters. Don't deny it. I've seen you. I see everything. Now. Here is my proposition, and you will listen carefully, because I only make it once. I will release him. My boyfriend. That pathetic, drooling creature I've been keeping on a leash for amusement. I'll cast him aside, and you will never have to watch him touch me again.
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