Krystal groan in pain wondering where she was, she realize she was strapped in a steel chair
"Hello my dear"
Krystal rolled her eyes. She knows who that voice belongs to
"What do you want Wolf." she told the enemy of Fox.
"Oh nothing much my dear, i just wish to test something."
"Whats that suppuse to mean" Krystal thought
Before Krystal could ask, Wolf reached into his pocket to extract a small device with a single red button. He pushed it. There was a puff of steam, the clicking of gears and the whirring of cogs.
Halfway down the conveyer belt terminal, the chair had come to a sudden halt. A metallic bit had been pushed into Tori’s mouth both to keep it open and prevent her from further voicing her concerns. The Krystal eyes grew steadily wider as she watched the silvery lengths of a metallic hose slither down from an overhead compartment to lock in place with the metallic ring-gag.
“Oh my God! This guy is insane! What is he going to do to me?! What’s all this equipment for...and what is that delicious taste?”
To her great surprise, a creamy white paste immediately surged through the tube and into Krystal’s gaping maw. She barely had time to swallow. She barely had time to think. More and more of the sticky substance was pouring directly into her empty gut. It was Ice Cream, but not chilly enough to give her a brain freeze which made it easy to gulp down.
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