I've only lived in Nepthys Thorn's Home for Wayward Succubi a few days, but I'm starting to see a glimmer of hope that I can crush out later.

I came from a household with a white picket fence, three square meals a day, and bedtime at 9pm. It was horrible. I felt so abused.

Before Nepthys I wanted nothing to do with sex. Now...

She took me in when nobody else would have me. I can feel my inner brat starting to rouse again.

Sometimes we're allowed out on errands. For some reason, she told me to pick up the biggest box of condoms I could find. Don't ask me why.

S, s, sometimes...her punishments can get a little...harsh! All for an evil cause though!

After about three centuries, I felt strong enough again to strike out on my own. I owe it all to Nepthys Thorn.

Before Nepthys, I hated fire. Now I play with it. And you.

May I stay with you too, Ms. Thorn? Please? I ran away from home and I'm only 204 years old.

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