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And with each new form, this power grew stronger
                   She pulled me with incredible, almost

                   narcotic attraction                     .                  ,
                   Fantastic Exciting Dangerous                        .             .  .
                      I felt my                                     me swaying like
                                                 .
                   thread between two worlds                      "   "                    ,
                                                 ,
                   On the one hand                  , I am a domineering Mistress
                                                              .
                                                                          ,
                                                      ,
                   cold controller of lives                                    .
                   On the other hand , I am yielding to the flow,
                                    ,
                   losing               ,                                       ,
                   control, craving to be changed. And yet I

                      still resisted                                                    .
                                    ,
                   I was not alone. I had slaves. Those who                            ,
                                                                                  .
                                     .
                                      .
                                       .
                                                                                 .
                                               .
                   looked up at me Who believed Who needed                                       .
                                                                            .
                   I was responsible for them
                   even if I played with it like a leash                                        .
                                            .
                                                                 ,
                      So every time the transformation
                   let me go when the outfit fell off and
                                                           ,
                   the system allowed me to move again
                                                ,
                   I returned to my usual appearance                                    ,          .

                   I gathered the remnants of power like a cloak                            ,
                   She threw it over her shoulders and walked back to
                                                                   ,
                   her submissive ones

                                                .
                                  A force pulling deep inside

                                           ,
                         Reflection




















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