FYOP/Scenario Chamber/A Night at the Opera/0288

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The Queen is able to perfectly sustain her Aria throughout your vigorous thrusting, but her voice hits a few wrong notes when you tease her nipples or pinch her bouncing ass. Her throat begins to glow and you decide to give it a slight kiss – immediately her voice erupts in a distorted warble, sparks flying from her as she trembles wildly.

The Queen finds her voice again with a pure, unwavering note, but after another kiss on her neck a harsh buzz undercuts it, her eyes rolling back while smoke and sparks flow from her distorted features, her formerly graceful movements rigid and mechanical as she jerks up and down upon you like a far less sophisticated machine.

The orchestra stalls as the Queen’s voice stumbles along, descending into nothing more than a synthesized sawtooth sound – and when it eventually recovers, it still bears a jagged and distorted edge. She tries to end the aria abruptly with a final, high note –but you plant your lips on her slender, glowing throat, and her voice falls apart in a chaotic wash of digital noise, pitched higher and higher as she arches her back, her sex tightening around you. Sparks course from her throat, her voice a shrill electric whine, and her head explodes with a fountain of light and electricity.

Faint applause comes from the projected audience as the curtain drops, the Queen’s headless body billowing smoke as she teeters unsteadily atop you. You snap open her chest panel and pop her heated core from its smoldering housing.

Pushing her empty shell off of you, you find your old clothes and make your way to the lobby.


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