Getting Things Done to Me

I tried to explain to Elizabeth, “No, you don’t understand—it’s not possible to have that done to you in real life. Well, except maybe with a large enough snake, or a whale or something. But even then you wouldn’t survive the experience. Vorarephilia isn’t meant to be real—it’s fantasy wish-fulfillment.”

“I think you’ll find that more may be possible than you know.” Elizabeth smiled at me…hungrily? “And besides, who said anything about doing it to me?”

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