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>Lorelei's hooves clanked quietly on the metal floor as she walked down the
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hallway to her chambers
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>She was flanked on both sides by guards, two burly stallions wearing dark
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security uniforms
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>When they reached the door, she turned to face them, her expression a mask
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>"I wish to be alone," she said. "Allow no visitors."
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>"Yes, Madam President," they replied in unison. They stood at attention by her
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door, and she slipped between them, leaving them in the hall
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>Once alone in her quarters, Lorelei allowed a long breath to escape her
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>The meeting with her Ministers of Infrastructure had been both taxing and
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filled with pedantic jabbering
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>How stupid they had been, arguing with her over every petty detail
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>No, it did not matter if the new Eastern Bridge project was inciting unrest from
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the pathetic plainsdwellers living in their mudhuts
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>All that mattered was expanding Industria and enriching the continent, and if
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that meant erasing undesirables, so be it
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>Minister Tsarnev had been particularly insubordinate, going so far as to
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question her final word, but his subsequent purging seemed to remind the
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others of their duties
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>Still, her body was filled with tension, in desperate need of release
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>She moved gracefully into her bathroom, a spartan chamber of cement and
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steel lit by fluorescents
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>There she slid off her thick coat, and stood naked before the mirror, looking at
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her body
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>She smiled; how pristine it looked, how lovely beneath the stark white lighting
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>Hers was a body befitting the President of Industria, strong and pure,
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beautiful in its shape
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>She turned this way and that, examining her long legs, her round, supple ass,
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her compact sex
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>With a hoof she traced down her delicate white neck to her belly, pausing just
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short of her pussy, before allowing her forelimb to drop to her side
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>Her body trembled with anticipation as she approached the wall, and pressed
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a small button by the mirror
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>Slowly the mirror withdrew, sinking into the wall before sliding away, revealing
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a chamber beyond
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>She stepped through into the dim room, a grin of delight creasing her harsh
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features
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>Here was a small monument to Industria's potency, and a place of relaxation
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for Lorelei's aching body
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>In the chamber's center was a shadowy seat of power sitting before a large
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monitor
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>Upon the seat was a horsecock dildo, immaculately sculpted and sized
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precisely to her specifications, not too large and not too small
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>It moved slowly up and down, thrusting up through the seat
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>Routed into the dildo were feeds from the tens of thousands of personal cock-
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milking devices distributed throughout Industria
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>Every device was a facsimile of her body, each possessing a perfect mold of
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her pussy and anus
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>At that very moment, she knew that hundreds of her subjects were clinging to
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a soft silicone copy of her rear, thrusting passionately into her simulated cunt
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>The thrusting of the dildo attested to this fact, keyed as it was to alternate
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between the coital patterns of all the users plugged into her "Fertility
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Encouragement Devices"
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>And whenever one of her subjects emptied himself into her mechanical
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facsimile, the dildo would spurt hot simulated ejaculate from its tip like a pearly
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fountain
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>It went off every few seconds at irregular intervals, spraying into the air and
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falling into the basin below, where it was reprocessed, purified, and routed
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back into the dildo's large internal cum reservoir
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>Lorelei was pleased immensely by the constant throbbing, thrusting, and
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ejaculating of the dildo, knowing that it represented the vigor of Industria, and
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her control over the hearts and loins of all the stallions in her realm
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>Quivering with desire, she straddled the seat of power, hovering her bottom
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just a few inches from the tip of the feverishly pumping dildo
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>Periodically it blasted hot, sticky strands of ejaculate on her ass, coating her
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asshole and dripping down over the folds of her marepussy
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>She shivered as the first strands touched her bare skin, imagining the
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sweating, panting worker who must've just finished inside her, his hard-
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working hooves wrapped tightly around the silicone copy of her torso
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>From above her she pulled down a pair of headphones, and slipped them over
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her ears
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>Immediately she could hear the moans and heavy breathing of stallions
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masturbating, crying out her name, ejaculating as they thought only of her,
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their dear leader, their cries captured by the F.E.D.'s internal microphones
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>Lorelei bit her lip, reveling as the feeling of absolute power coursed through
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her
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>SHE was responsible for the happiness of Industria; SHE was the one beloved
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by all; SHE was the glorious lover to every lonely worker
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>How benevolent she felt, serving as the leader to the downtrodden proletariat,
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uplifting them, allowing them to relieve the tensions within their bodies
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>With every jet of sperm they released, she knew that she, Lorelei, was
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responsible for their happiness, their utter bliss, living in service to Industria, a
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country that rewarded their tireless efforts by answering their every need
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>She sighed deeply, closing her eyes in utter rapture, and sat on the dildo,
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allowing it to enter her, allowing the cock of the proletariat to slip into her
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benevolent pussy
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>Immediately pleasure coursed through her trembling hind legs and spilled into
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her belly, the dildo filling her completely
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>Cum spurted inside her, thick and hot, dribbling down the sides of the dildo as
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she rode it
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>She smiled gleefully, knowing that the rate of ejaculation had gone up 9% this
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month
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>By her projections, it would only take a year and a half before the dildo would
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be cumming constantly
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>Industria's population was growing very quickly, and she had the F.E.D. to
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thank for that
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>Each time a worker ejaculated into one of the devices - into her - the cum fell
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into a receptacle, where it was routed to one of several incubation facilities
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>There, the semen fertilized one of countless eggs, all derived from Lorelei's
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geneseed
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>She personally oversaw the elite geneticists that modified and grew her eggs,
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ensuring that genetic variance would continue whilst preserving her own
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lineage
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>It was crucial that every worker born in Industria not only be strong, smart,
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and capable, but also loyal to her on a genetic level
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>As their leader, she was a shining example of ponyhood; indeed, it was her
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duty to link her subjects with a common thread, and that thread was her
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>Sweat dribbled down her sides, blood pounding in her ears as the populace
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fucked her, hundreds of stallion cocks penetrating her in unison, hundreds of
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individual ecstasies
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>She imagined them all, all those workers retiring to their sleeping pods after
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their completed work shifts and pre-sleep meals
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>How they stripped out of their sweaty jumpsuits, approached her inviting,
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white silicone rump, and slid their throbbing stallionhoods inside her
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>How their balls, heavy with cum, emptied into the receptacle of her design,
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sating their sexual need in a way that only she, Lorelei, could provide
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>And she was their provider, benevolent in all ways, giving them food, shelter,
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work, and sex in the most magnanimous and efficient ways possible
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>Truly, there was no better leader than she, who had planned so thoroughly for
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the maintenance and success of Industria and its citizens
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>She, who meticulously monitored and documented the activities of every
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worker, aggregating their data, learning what best suited each and every one
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>How she had recorded countless words of encouragement or admonishment
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to be whispered in the ears of her subjects as they neared orgasm, so that
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they could hear her voice in those moments of greatest pleasure
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>It thrilled her to no end, knowing that she controlled every single aspect of
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their lives, down to the food they ate and the sex they craved
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>Sex with her, their leader
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>She planted her hooves firmly on the seat's arms, supporting herself as she
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allowed the dildo to thrust in and out, switching pace as it leapt from feed to
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feed
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>"Screen on," she moaned out, tears of pleasure already streaming down her
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face
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>The monitor before the seat flicked to life, showing feeds from cameras in the
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workers' sleeping pods, work areas, and mess halls
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>She watched two dozen feeds at once, overloading herself with sensory
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information
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>Watching her beloved workers eat, sleep, work, and fuck
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>Feverishly her yellow eyes flicked between the sight of a miner diligently
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operating a coal combine; a worker taking a piss in a portable, mass-produced
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latrine; a worker eating a state-approved wholesome hot meal; a worker's
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ballsack slapping against a silicone version of her pussy as he plowed her tight
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asshole
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>Lewd, sloppy noises filled Lorelei's chamber as her pussy juices dribbled freely
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down the dildo, mixing with the fake cum that continued to spurt into her over
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and over
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>An animalistic groan escaped her as she orgasmed, her clitoris throbbing
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madly against the horsecock buried deep inside her
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>She could feel the tension ebbing from her, the irritating memory of her foolish
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Ministers' faces vanishing, if only briefly, from her mind
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>Heat surged through her body and into her face, making her tear up even
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more, her thighs squeezing together
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>She moaned and squirmed on the horsecock dildo, allowing it to fuck her
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relentlessly even through the aftershocks of orgasm, the mind-blowing full-
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body pleasure almost painful in its intensity
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>A worker constructing a communications tether; a worker sleeping soundly
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upon an Industria-manufactured foam mattress; an internal view of an F.E.D.
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as a worker sprayed his load inside her
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>Laughter bubbled from deep inside her, her belly heaving, her legs twitching
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with ecstasy as her hooves pressed hard and white into the seat
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>"Yes!" she screamed out, laughing madly. "Ahahahaha! YES! YES!"
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>For an hour she allowed herself to ride the dildo, creaming all over it again
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and again, enjoying her weekly masturbation session
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>When at last she was spent, she dragged herself from the seat of power and
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crawled back into the bathroom
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>The mirror slid back into place behind her, and she heard a soft whir in now-
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sealed room, as the automated cleaning system deployed to mop up the mess
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she left behind
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>Silently she showered in near-darkness, having disabled all the lights in the
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bathroom save one, a faint green LED by the sink
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>Once clean, she turned on the mirror light and groomed herself, neatly
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combing her tail and short blue hair
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>She smiled at herself in the mirror, feeling absolute contentment
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>I am the President, Lorelei told herself, and Industria prospers under me.
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