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🕑 Added 2025-04-10 21:58:59 +0000 UTCHer lips were already grotesquely swollen, glossy and obscene, but her eyes—wide, pleading, addicted—locked on the syringe with feverish hunger.
“Please, Doctor… give me more fillers!” she whispered, voice breathy, trembling with anticipation. Her manicured fingers clutched the air, trembling just shy of desperation.
The doctor hesitated, needle poised. “Are you really sure?”
Her chest heaved, tits straining against neon pink Lycra, pupils dilated like she’d just tasted sin.
“I need it. Bigger. Dumber. Filler everywhere.”
The pause was heavy—then a smirk.
"Open wide, doll."
And she did—mouth slack, ready to be ruined all over again.
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Geralt256
Ooh is this Barbara from vignette?
