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Life from a Flying Squirrel to an Heiress

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 760    |    Released on: 23/08/2024

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Life from a Flying Squirrel to an Heiress
Life from a Flying Squirrel to an Heiress
“I'm a timid and gentle flying squirrel, and one day I found myself in the body of a true heiress. The fake heiress orders me around. "Pick up the socks on the floor." I comply, "Where should I put them?" "Put them in my mouth." I stuffed them in. "Pour the foot bath water for me." "Sure, where should I pour it?" "Pour it on my face." I tipped the whole basin over. "What are we having for lunch?" "What do you want to eat?" "I want to eat poop." Alright, just wait, I quickly shut the bathroom door. Outside, the fake heiress's voice was deafening: "If you dare to make me eat poop, I'll kill you! You're not really going to poop, are you? I won't eat it, I won't eat it..." The squirrel felt frustrated; humans change so quickly. Does she really want to eat it or not?”
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