They always think they’ll resist me.
They step into my lair, cocky and bold, thinking they can outlast my power.
But one glance from me—one flick of my tongue across my lips—and it’s over.
Their will crumbles. Their bodies betray them.
I don’t just freeze them with my stare.
I reshape them.
I mold them into something softer, something needier.
Something… mine.
I run my hands over their trembling forms, whispering venom-sweet promises in their ears.
By the time my snakes curl around their shoulders, they’re begging to stay bound.
Begging to worship.
Begging to belong.
You see, darling…
You don’t escape Medusa’s grasp.
You evolve into exactly what I desire.
And tonight?
I desire everything you swore you’d never surrender.
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