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(Everybody Wants You, continued by HornyForFucks...)

You pull away from Dan and get up, then book it. You run. And run. And run. Eventually you reach a church.

You sigh and enter, hoping that inside you will find a way to remove your curse.

The priest stops you, holding you back by your boob. “Well, looks like God sent an angel,” he says with a squeeze.

You pull away, and as he moves in on you, you notice a door to your left. He grabs you and kisses you roughly, sliding his hand up your skirt.