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Petrification

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Hookah Gal by creativeguy59

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Picture Perfect 1 by chainedknee

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He strolled down the hall past the girls with a smile, looking up into their eyes and seeing them look back, seeing their eyes shift just enough, their pupils focus and the panic that was in those captive eyes as he smiled and reached out a hand to stroke one of them, caressing her cool breast and tweaking her nipples.  The girls were all in stasis, a form of the long-sleep that his company had developed for the off-word colonization that had begun a few years ago.  Of course, modern long-sleep rendered the subject completely insensate, while this flawed version left the subject completely awake and aware, but actually heightened their sense of touch and distorted their sense of time.  The girls all thought they had been here just a few weeks, when it had in face been years for many of them.  And each touch he gave them sent them into paroxysms of orgasmic pleasure, enough almost to damage their synapses, certainly enough to damage their psyches, and he smiled as he left the girl and moved on to the next.  His trophies all on display and only he could ever set them free.  Otherwise they would remain as still, lifeless little displays in his hidden home forever, never ageing, never dying, never needing anything but a little oxygen for centuries.  He smiled at the thought and walked away, locking the hidden door behind him

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Women Trapped and Turned to Bronze

This lovely looking spot is a snare. The tree exudes pheromones that sexually arouses and attracts women and makes them happy. The granite is ancient stone from the city Sodom, where Lot’s wife was turned into a pillar of salt. Women are often moved to undress before sitting on the warm stone.

Today the trap has claimed two victims and will soon claim a third. At night men remove the statues and sell the very best to museums for a fortune—they’re so realistic. It’s going to be a lucrative evening.

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Statue topples by Ero-ARts