Ishizu had answered no. Hoping for a different result. "Can you please make your way towards the throne!" the voice commanded. Ishizu sat on the high, wide, jeweled, seat which was the throne. Then out Of no where magic bonds held her arms to the arm rest. Feet to the grounds and her neck to the back. "It is now feeding time!" the voice boomed. Pathways to the center of the floor appeared from the walls. Not a minute later servants holding trays of baked deserts walked on the paths. Once centered the followed a trail straight to Ishizu. The first servant came up to her and held up a large cinnamon roll coverEd in icing. "This must be a joke" Ishizu thought as she opened her mouth. The servants shoved it inside her mouth and she chewed and swallowed. "This isn't half bad." she thought. The feeding continued for another 2 hours. After 20 Doughnuts the feeding was over. The magical bonds on her vanished. There was no voice or anything to tell her what to do. So she decided to go to bed. When she wakes up....
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