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-Silvervale is recommended a spa for a week long getaway. When she gets there, initially, she finds it hard to find why the place is recommended so much, especially when one of the hostess leads her into a small room...

-The hostess closes the door and whistles as a red light creeps in. A tendril slithers from the other door at the back of the room. It's veins pulsate as it rests itself on the table with a loud thud. Entranced, Silvy stares at it mouth agape. "Is that real?" The hostess chuckles; "yes, all organic, it's the spa's dirty little secret." "Whoa.." the wolf girl mewls, "It's really big though." 

"Don't worry," the hostess responds as she slinks into the darkness. "It'll fit, but first, we got to get you both ready."

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