For Dora, that stretch of time was hell—no, it was torture even worse than hell.
Her body was sealed inside that doll. She couldn’t move a single finger. By all logic, once her flesh and blood were transformed into that hard plastic shell, she should have lost all sensation.
But as a doll, Dora was unbearably sensitive.
On top of that, when she was being turned into a doll, Chen Xing had forced some drug down her throat. Because of that, the sensations she felt at the very moment of transformation were frozen in time and stretched out forever—endless,...
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