My dream during my nap this afternoon consisted of the chains again.
They brushed against my nipples as I moved around. In many ways it feels like ice cubes melting all over your body and it makes me hot. When they brush against my nipples they get rock hard.
When I was a small doll, Reality Forest was the scariest fairytale I'd ever read. Now I'm grown and I'm trapped in the fairytale. My name is Matthew, and these are my adventures in Reality Forest.
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