Greetings to my throne room. I’ll make this short. You’ve been brought here because you have a nasty little thing called free will and in my empire, all free will needs to be removed. However, I’ll give you one final choice. Your fate. To my right is Celestia, standing at attention and wearing a latex bodysuit. Her mind has been programmed to be a loyal soldier of mine. To my left is Luna, wearing a latex dress, her mind programmed to be my loving maid. So, what shall it be, future slave? Soldier or Maid?

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