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There was nothing but groggy swirls of illusionistic euphoria. The drugs they had administered to him were too powerful for anything else. His senses were obstructed, and he was alone with the cackling voices inside his head. They grew louder and louder until he could no longer bear it. He tried desperately to claw at his face, to do anything to hush the dull roar. But it was in vain, as his arms were strapped securely to his chest by the straight jacket that subdued him. He collapsed onto the doughy floor beneath him. He had been in this miserable cell for who knows how many days now? Perhaps even weeks or months, God forbid, years. He had

“And cut!” You watched with a scowl as your lover rolled off the glossy, perfect body of his costar. Sweat glistened his brow, and his chocolate brown hair was muddled and messy. You had seen him in this condition plenty of times, on and offset. You watched his movies plenty of times. You knew of the numerous actresses he touched and fondled for each movie he was contracted into doing. But, it was something you could not desensitize yourself into seeing. It was not that you didn’t understand. It was his job, long before he met you. He shared the beds of many women he acted with purely on a professional level. You knew tha

Peeling the suit's stretchy material from the plastic insert, he took a proper look at the artificial skin. Rubbery but somehow pliant and soft, it had been packed very tightly into the box, folding out and unravelling until it reached the floor. It was just about the right height, as far as he could tell, and the options he'd customised on the order page had come through just fine - silky shoulder-length copper hair, lightly freckled skin with sultry makeup pre-applied, gentle features and a cute nose. He ran his hands over its folds, gently poking through the eye holes, playing with the hair. It felt bizarrely realistic and artificial at t