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Leaci groaned in her mind at her current situation. Yuno had, after a few hours finally freed herself from not only the bondage gear, but from the Lisa puppeteering animo. Unfortunately, Leaci hadn’t been fully rescued, while Yuno had brought her back home, the Dixie puppeteering animo was still at work on her body. Yuno had even lifted her protection just enough that Leaci could hear Dixie’s thought patterns, and they were really painful to listen to.
Though she didn’t say it, it seemed Yuno was still mad about that whole, losing the keys thing. Instead of releasing her Yuno decided to put Dixie through some home schooling. Unfortunately, it was all pretty useless, if Maria wasn’t involved, anything that happened to Dixie would just be wiped out. Leaci sat at her desk, doing her best to ignore Dixie’s wandering thoughts as she tried to process the idea that milk flavours didn’t come from different species of cows and that a third was bigger than a quarter.
The test was the 15th Yuno had come up with, and all they did was tell her just how stupid Dixie was, her mind was practically a work of art. Every time she failed, which was every time, Yuno completely redesigned the learning environment. This wasn’t just the 15th test, it was the 15th uniform, the 15th set of rules that Dixie broke constantly. She’d worn sailor fukus, diapers, a cheerleading uniform… a weird combo of all three… a bikini and a mortarboard…
All Dixie had to do was pass one test, just one, but Leaci knew she never would, she heard her bimbo brain trying to process where shoes came from. Her only hope was for Yuno to grow bored, at 15 times around, she had to run out of ideas soon right… right?
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A fourth part to , and as requested by .
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Support me on Patreon, please, I can draw sad puppy eyes.

Description

Leaci groaned in her mind at her current situation. Yuno had, after a few hours finally freed herself from not only the bondage gear, but from the Lisa puppeteering animo. Unfortunately, Leaci hadn’t been fully rescued, while Yuno had brought her back home, the Dixie puppeteering animo was still at work on her body. Yuno had even lifted her protection just enough that Leaci could hear Dixie’s thought patterns, and they were really painful to listen to.
Though she didn’t say it, it seemed Yuno was still mad about that whole, losing the keys thing. Instead of releasing her Yuno decided to put Dixie through some home schooling. Unfortunately, it was all pretty useless, if Maria wasn’t involved, anything that happened to Dixie would just be wiped out. Leaci sat at her desk, doing her best to ignore Dixie’s wandering thoughts as she tried to process the idea that milk flavours didn’t come from different species of cows and that a third was bigger than a quarter.
The test was the 15th Yuno had come up with, and all they did was tell her just how stupid Dixie was, her mind was practically a work of art. Every time she failed, which was every time, Yuno completely redesigned the learning environment. This wasn’t just the 15th test, it was the 15th uniform, the 15th set of rules that Dixie broke constantly. She’d worn sailor fukus, diapers, a cheerleading uniform… a weird combo of all three… a bikini and a mortarboard…
All Dixie had to do was pass one test, just one, but Leaci knew she never would, she heard her bimbo brain trying to process where shoes came from. Her only hope was for Yuno to grow bored, at 15 times around, she had to run out of ideas soon right… right?
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A fourth part to , and as requested by .
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Support me on Patreon, please, I can draw sad puppy eyes.