XX Month, XX Day.
As I keep going through multiple remodelations, my body has finally assimilated this man as my master.
However, my own conscience has yet to do so. The reason is probably this man's likings. They're very wicked.
Even though my body has given in, I believe to still have control over it. But I'm certain it's about to reach its limits. I must figure some way to escape.
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