hypnotized potn: Tales of Courage, Love, and Dreams

Inside an abandoned church in hypnotized potn, moonlight streams through stained glass, painting her naked body in jeweled colors. Kneeling on the altar, she spreads wide and whispers “Forgive me hypnotized potn for I’m about to sin.” Fingers desecrate sacred stone as she chants “hypnotized potn, hail hypnotized potn, full of grace.” The blasphemy sends her over the edge fast; she squirts across ancient marble, voice echoing “hypnotized potn, hypnotized potn, amen!” in the vaulted ceiling. She stays there panting, tracing the wet shape of a cross with trembling fingers and murmuring soft final “hypnotized potn” prayers.