I figure since you weirdos keep supporting this monstrosity, I should give you a satisfying ending. Even if it's only like, 10 of you. So here.

"Gah, dammit you stupid princess wannabe…" groaned Fran, "I'm going back to bed." With that, Fran lay her head oh-so-gently back on her pillow with a thud.

The princess scoffed, "YOU DARE SPEAK LIKE THAT TO YOUR SUPERIORERERER LEADER?" A newfound rage boiled up within her, but the gentle face of the teal locked girl made her falter.

"… Ah, whatever. There are other cute girls out there I can prowl on. It's not like one missing will upset the balance of the world I currently exist in. Now, should I strangle her or stab her…?"

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Meanwhile, as Annabelle searched for her wires… Fran dreams.

There are strange murmurs all around. Nothing the petite loli can make out, but as far as she can tell, it's best that she doesn't understand.

She's bound to a steel table with the crude lashings of a rough rope, which digs into her skin with every move she makes. A single, dim lamp shines above her, lighting only the table. She can't see a soul; but she feels as though millions of eyes are boring into her. She tries to move away from the ghostly stares, an act which only causes her pain.

She feels a draft in her lower body. She appears to be fully clothed, but the chills tell her otherwise. Her undergarments are gone; her modest school uniform being her only means of coverage. From the dark comes a new sound: an otherworldly, unhuman sound, reminiscent of the sound of two wet, soft objects sliding together. Fran's seen enough hentai to know where this is going.

A vile, monster emerges from the darkness, it's true horror beyond description. Long, wriggling tentacoils flail out of a central mass from every orifice the beast has; and it has MANY ORIFICES. MORE THAN FRAN HAS EVER SEEN IN HER LIFETIME. LIKE ALL THE ORIFICES.

The base of the creature is extremely fleshy. It folds upon itself like an obese human, only the flesh is a color that Fran is certain humanity has not devised a name for. Its "eyes" are particularly grotesque. Each tentacoil is adorned with a eyes at its tip, and the edge of each eye socket is lined with smaller, non-bespeckled tentacoils. The beast was covered in bumps of all sizes: from growths that could be called warts to others that could be basketballs.

The beast closed in on Fran, and surrounded her. Each tentacoil was at least 3 inches from her, but none made contact. It seemed to be judging her.

After assessing her, the beast retracted and let her alone for a moment.

But only for a moment.

The monster closed in on her, in an unsatisfied rage! This monster, you see, was not after lolis! It desired big, voluptuous breats! He(?) began to assult her (in a non-sexual way) and covered her entire body with horrendous bruises. Her skin was a disgusting color; she no longer looked human.

The tentacoil monster delivered a final blow to her chest with its largest appendage, killing Fran.

…But wait isn't this a dream?

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"Honey, I'm back~!" called the Misa-Misa imposter. In her hands was a quality length of barbed wire. "Huh…? Where is she? …Oh well. I wonder what's foar break fast?"

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"…UWAHWAWAWAWAWA!"

"…What an interesting way to wake up."

Fran looked around.

"Down first…" The slight bulge on his chest was gone. He was wearing normal clothing. He was sitting upright in his master's bed, clutching a blanket to his chest.

"Left and right…" He was in his master's room.

"And now… Straight…" No tentacoils.

It took him about five seconds to process what just happened.

"Y-you… you… YOU BASTARD! DAMNED ILLUSIONIST! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"

The two men were out the door in an instant. What the blue-haired one didn't notice however, were the joyous tears streaming down Fran's face.

"I'm alive…!"

I this story officially done, with this crappy, rushed ending.