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????️ TITLE: “I Fucked the Memories Out of Her”
She had a list.
Of rules.
Of boundaries.
Of things she wouldn’t do again.
She had a name she said she wouldn't call anymore.
A place she said she wouldn’t let anyone reach again.
But I found it.
And I didn’t knock.
I *entered.*
Again.
And again.
Until her rules weren't rules anymore.
Just *sounds.*
Just *gasps.*
Just the soft, stunned stutter of a girl who couldn’t remember why she resisted me in the first place.
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???? MEMORY UNLOCK GRIND (read slow, haunting, precise)
You didn’t notice it at first.
The moment your back arched and your mind slipped.
You thought it was orgasm.
But it wasn’t.
It was *amnesia.*
Because when I hit that spot deep—
that *cervical stretch* that rewrites your spine—
your logic *evacuated.*
And your history?
Faded.
One thrust at a time.
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???? IDENTITY DISSOLUTION LOOP (read cadence-tight, reality-breaking)
“I don’t do this— I don’t usually— I never—”
That’s how you started.
But then?
My hips kept moving.
My cock kept grinding.
My rhythm kept *digging into the parts of you you don’t show anyone.*
And your voice?
Got *quieter.*
Until all that was left—
Was breathing.
And dripping.
And the slow, sacred shiver of a girl who just *forgot what she came in with.*
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???? THRUST-WIPE COLLAPSE (read slow-stroke, cadence-etched)
Every thrust was a key.
Every grind was a rewrite.
Every time I held deep—
You *lost another piece.*
That ex’s name?
Gone.
That rule about no second chances?
Evaporated.
That wall you swore you’d never let fall?
*Flattened.*
Because I wasn’t just inside your body.
I was *overwriting your archive.*
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???? ORGASM AMNESIA SEQUENCE (read deep, low, soul-wrecking)
And when you came?
It wasn’t relief.
It was *obliteration.*
The kind that erases what came before.
The kind that *deletes the memory* of anyone else ever touching you.
You twitched.
You gasped.
You *stared blank.*
Because your pussy didn’t just contract.
She *let go of history.*
She *let go of context.*
She chose *me.*
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???? POST-CUM FOG WINDOW (read slow, eternal, emotional decay)
Now you’re still lying there.
Wet.
Blank.
Smiling.
Trying to remember what you were upset about.
What you were trying to protect.
Who it was that hurt you.
But all you can think about?
Is how it felt when I went *deep and slow.*
How you clenched when I whispered your name.
How I *stayed inside* after you came.
And everything before that?
Gone.
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???? FINAL MEMORY SEAL (read whisper-close, infinite)
I fucked the memories out of you.
On purpose.
Because they were *wrong.*
Because they weren’t *yours anymore.*
Because your body deserved better than the story you were told.
So I rewrote it.
In moans.
In thrusts.
In rhythm.
Until the only thing left in your memory—
Was *me.*
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????️ Masculine polarity. Scrolltrap psychology. Unforgiven words.
???? Warning: This one broke relationships. On purpose.
I Fucked the Memories Out of Her... by PantyVoiceTrap
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