Chapter 5: Chapter 5- Hex Manic
The Hex Manic is a sad tale...
She had once been an innocent little one like many of 🫵
Her eyes, a vibrant purple, bursting life and joy that appeared boundless.
Reflected in her once spunky yet kind demeanour, welcoming anyone who approached with her warmth.
Until
Exploring a dark forest, a glint of something metal caught her wide eyes
A horrid, perverted smirk stretched across the face of a familiar pokemon...
A pendulum engraved with a swirl came into sight, alerting her to the impending doom, but it was too late~
Transfixed, a low hypnotic hum could almost be heard as a whisper in the wind carrying not leaves but psychic suggestions to take root in her mind
The movement of its tool aiding in its powers served to captivate her vision with its rhythmic swinging
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Forth
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Forth
Those moments stretched to years, locked in her own mind at the whims of a PERV puppeteer
Her body began to adapt...
Her eyes blurred even swirled.
Her hair gained a crazed friz but failed to hide her now creepy smile that haunts even the ghosts who linger near her out of pity
She stands there till this day
In the same forest
On the same path
Unable to escape that one moment, that one lapse in judgement that changed her life forever
She spends her days, a ghost, haunting those who travel the road
Having taken on traits of her hypnotic jailor...
Her sheer insanity and words would leave one in awe
But what truly drags people into blissful despair is her cock~
So long and thick, it leaves mouths watering and yet with a single gulp so dry
With its own sway
Back
Forth
Her lengths swings inviting others..
✨️JOIN HER✨️