The Gun

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“Ugh,” I groaned, feeling the exhaustion and fatigue that had settled into my bones. My body was crying out for more rest, more time to recover from the day's demands. Every muscle aches, and every joint protested as I tried to summon the energy to move. It was as if my very being was begging for a break, a chance to recharge and rejuvenate. But despite my protests, I knew I had to keep going, pushing through the weariness and the pain to get to where I needed to be. “I plan to engage in a deeply intimate act with you, in which I will enter your body and release my essence inside you.” “If you could kindly lower that rather intimidating weapon, I would be more than happy to be at your complete disposal and fulfill any requests or tasks you may have, Your Majesty.” In a moment of impoli

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