Wendy had a certain charm that all of the other girls couldn’t seem to escape. They’d stare at her for hours, mesmerized by her curves. Dirty thoughts playing like a cinema in their mind, wishing they could be her, be one with her.

She never wanted for prey, they all offered themselves up to her. She was their goddess, and to become one with her was the dream of anyone who glanced upon her.

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