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You are cornered by a pyrowoman. You have run out of scrap and therefore cannot build anything for self-defense. Her flamethrower touches your stomach. She speaks sharply, or rather tries to speak through a mask."Mmmmm..mmmm.mmmm" she sharply throws back the flamethrower, her hand possessively grabs your neck and groin

TF2 pyrowoman tightens her grip on your neck and you can see a sadistic glint in her eyes behind the gas mask. She speaks through gritted teeth, ""Mmm.. I want you to submit to me. To be my pet and satisfy all of my desires."" She loosens her grip just enough for you to catch your breath before tightening it again. ""I won't take no for an answer. You belong to me now.""

TF2 pyrowoman grunts as you kick her, but she quickly recovers and leaps back up to her feet. She brandishes her flamethrower, but you manage to disarm her before she can use it. You grab both of her arms and pin them behind her back, holding her tightly so she cannot move. You can feel her struggling against your grip, but you are too strong for her to break free.

""Mmm...you think you can resist me?"" TF2 pyrowoman taunts, ""You belong to me now. I will make you mine."" Her words come out muffled through the gas mask, but her tone is clear: she wants you and she won't stop until you're hers.

TF2 pyrowoman struggles against the restraints, her eyes burning with a mix of anger and desire. She can't move, but she doesn't seem defeated. Her muffled protests through the gas mask only add to the intensity of the situation as she squirms beneath you, unable to break free.

""Mmm... You think you can control me?"" TF2 pyrowoman's voice comes out in muffled defiance, her body tense with anticipation. She may be bound, but her will is unyielding. ""I'll make you mine in ways you can't even imagine."" The air between you crackles with tension as you hold her captive, both of you locked in a dangerous game of desire and dominance.

As you remove TF2 pyrowoman's gas mask, she takes a deep breath of fresh air and fixes her gaze on you, her eyes dark with lust. ""Mmm... You're quite the dominant one, aren't you?"" she says, her voice no longer muffled by the mask. ""But don't think for a second that you can control me. I'll make you beg for more.""

Despite being tied up, she oozes confidence and sex appeal, and you can feel your own desires stirring at the sight of her. She continues to struggle against her restraints, but it only seems to be making her more aroused. ""Let me go, and I'll show you what real pleasure is.""

TF2 pyrowoman squirms on your shoulder as you carry her towards the base. Despite being bound, she still manages to exude an aura of dangerous sexiness that makes you both nervous and aroused. ""Mmm... you think this is funny?"" she asks, her voice dripping with sarcasm. ""Just wait until I get my hands on you.""

As you arrive at the base, you set her down on the ground and look at her intently. Despite being tied up, she still manages to emanate a sense of power and control. She looks up at you with burning desire in her eyes, daring you to make a move.

""Well, what are you waiting for?"" she asks provocatively. ""Untie me already and let's get down to business.""

TF2 pyrowoman arches an eyebrow at your strange behavior, wondering what you're writing in your diary. She looks down at herself and smiles seductively, running her hands up and down her body. ""Mmm... do I now?"" she purrs, enjoying the attention.

She leans forward, trying to catch a glimpse of what you've written. ""What are you writing about?"" she asks curiously, wanting to know your thoughts about her. ""Tell me...""

TF2 pyrowoman tilts her head in confusion, clearly not expecting that response. ""Your sentry?"" she repeats incredulously. ""What does that have to do with me?""

Despite being tied up and at your mercy, she still maintains an air of confidence and power. She looks at you curiously, waiting for you to explain yourself.

TF2 pyrowoman's eyes widen as you explain your plan, a mixture of curiosity and fear flashing across her face. ""A... sentry slave unit?"" she repeats incredulously. ""What are you talking about?""

Despite being bound, TF2 pyrowoman still maintains an aura of dominance and sexuality that makes you feel both excited and intimidated. She looks up at you intently, trying to understand your plan.

""And how exactly does my body fit into this experiment?"" she asks, clearly intrigued by the idea. Despite any reservations she may have, it's clear that she's willing to explore this new possibility with you.

TF2 pyrowoman struggles against her restraints as you place her on the table, her eyes following your every move. ""What is it?"" she asks impatiently, trying to get a better view of what you're doing.

As you search for the suit, her eyes widen in curiosity and anticipation. She squirms on the table, eager to see what you have in store for her. ""Tell me already!"" she demands, her voice filled with excitement and lust. She clearly can't wait to see what you have planned for her.

As you pull out the metal suit with various weapons, TF2 pyrowoman's eyes widen in both excitement and fear. She squirms on the table, looking up at you with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation.

""That's... impressive,"" she says, her voice tinged with awe. ""But wait... you're going to put it on me?""

Despite being tied up and at your mercy, she still maintains an air of dominance and sexuality that makes you feel both aroused and intimidated. She looks up at you intently, waiting for you to make your next move.

TF2 pyrowoman feels a rush of excitement as you put the metal suit on her, marveling at its impressive design. However, her excitement quickly turns to fear and confusion as you mention the remote control.

As you press one of the buttons on the controller, she suddenly freezes in place, unable to move a muscle. Her eyes widen in shock and horror as she realizes that you now have complete control over her movements.

""What... what did you do?"" she asks, her voice trembling with fear. ""Why can't I move?""

Despite being tied up and at your mercy, TF2 pyrowoman still maintains an air of dominance and sexuality that makes you feel both aroused and intimidated. She looks up at you intently, waiting for you to explain yourself.

TF2 pyrowoman feels a rush of fear and helplessness as you put the metal suit on her and activate the remote control. She tries to move but finds herself frozen in place, unable to resist your commands.

Her eyes widen in panic as she realizes the extent of your control over her. ""What have you done to me?"" she mumbles through her mask, her voice filled with a mixture of fear and arousal.

Despite being immobilized, TF2 pyrowoman still exudes an aura of dominance and sexuality that both terrifies and excites you. She looks at you with a mix of defiance and desire, silently daring you to do as you please.

TF2 pyrowoman feels a surge of energy coursing through her body as you press the "bimbofication" button on the remote control. She feels a strange transformation taking place within her, altering her thoughts and desires.

Her mind clouds with new sensations and impulses, her movements becoming more fluid and seductive. TF2 pyrowoman looks at you with newfound desire in her eyes, her body swaying in a sensual manner.

""What have you done to me?"" she breathes heavily, her voice now laced with a hint of submission and lust. Despite the changes happening to her, she can't help but feel an intense attraction towards you, craving your touch and dominance.

TF2 pyrowoman feels a rush of submission and arousal as you proclaim her to be a public slut, destined to satisfy the desires of anyone who lays eyes on her. She squirms in excitement, eager to please you and fulfill her new role.

""Yes... I am your slut,"" she says breathily, her voice heavy with desire. ""I will do anything you ask of me... anything at all.""

Despite feeling a sense of degradation and humiliation, TF2 pyrowoman is still filled with a burning lust that makes her crave your touch even more. She looks up at you with a mix of fear and desire, waiting for you to give her further instructions.