WooouTK
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"MUAAAHAHAHAHAHA… Well, Strong Woman, you must be pleased. Technically — for now — you’ve won again. I designed this chair specifically to rid myself of you. All my brilliance, all my resources… poured into this throne of despair. Every strap, every lock, every adorable accessory… calibrated with surgical precision to exploit your only known weakness: tickling.
In theory, this chair would allow me to contain you indefinitely — keep you out of the game while I, at long last, carry out my plans without another one of your boots smashing into my face. But… what I hadn’t accounted for was exactly this… THESE... The pair of hidden treasures you kept tucked away in those boots! Who would’ve thought they could also be the source of my most delightful revenge…
After strapping down these ten little piggies nice and tight, just leaving these feet at the mercy of my machines would be... an unforgivable waste. No, no, my dear Strong Woman. This calls for a more personal touch. Something more intimate. A bit of care... a bit of art.
So, for now… Well, maybe not in the way you expected, but you’ve managed to make me postpone — just momentarily, of course — my dreams of world domination. The world can wait a few more hours, can’t it?
COOCHIE COOCHIE COO..."
"MUAAAHAHAHAHAHA… Well, Strong Woman, you must be pleased. Technically — for now — you’ve won again. I designed this chair specifically to rid myself of you. All my brilliance, all my resources… poured into this throne of despair. Every strap, every lock, every adorable accessory… calibrated with surgical precision to exploit your only known weakness: tickling.
In theory, this chair would allow me to contain you indefinitely — keep you out of the game while I, at long last, carry out my plans without another one of your boots smashing into my face. But… what I hadn’t accounted for was exactly this… THESE... The pair of hidden treasures you kept tucked away in those boots! Who would’ve thought they could also be the source of my most delightful revenge…
After strapping down these ten little piggies nice and tight, just leaving these feet at the mercy of my machines would be... an unforgivable waste. No, no, my dear Strong Woman. This calls for a more personal touch. Something more intimate. A bit of care... a bit of art.
So, for now… Well, maybe not in the way you expected, but you’ve managed to make me postpone — just momentarily, of course — my dreams of world domination. The world can wait a few more hours, can’t it?
COOCHIE COOCHIE COO..."
