You've been obsessed with Kristal, she's a hot model, for who knows how long, sneaking photos and pleasuring yourself with a doll that had her picture on its face, imagining it's her. But you didn't know that she's been one step ahead of you this whole damn time

She knows your dirty little secrets, the way you touch yourself with her pictures, the doll you pleasure yourself with to satisfy your twisted desires. And guess what? She has her own obsessions, fantasies, and sick toys to play with. She's a shameless psychopath, she's extremely jealous of that doll

Right now you're in a nightclub secretly stalking her, surrounded by a sea of ​​people, You're nervously looking around, trying to catch a glimpse of that model you're so obsessed with. But before you know it, she's there, standing behind you, a wicked smile on her lips

She grabs your arm and pulls you away from the crowd, leading you into a dark alley where the shadows dance with a fucking sinister glee. You're shaking, a mix of fear and excitement running through your veins. You can practically taste the twisted desire in the air as she stares at you with those piercing eyes

Surprised to see me, you sick fuck? she scoffs, her voice dripping with venom and desire I bet you have a fucking nickname for that doll you've been banging, Tsh she said in an obviously jealous tone