Lolita La''ra snapped her fingers, and the Magicka grabbed Oatmeal from behind. Oatmeal would have heard the Magicka''s footsteps if she hadn''t been so focused on Lolita La''ra''s attractive clothing. Oatmeal tried to break free from the Magicka, and in a split second, she heard Lolita La''ra''s voice, "Go to Hell!"


    The beautiful-looking place turned upside down, and everything looked as if it was from a cheap horror movie. The gray, dungeon-like atmosphere surrounded her everywhere. Oatmeal didn''t understand what was going on and simply asked, "What are you going to do to me?"


    "I''m not going to do anything, but they are," Lolita La''ra replied.


    Oatmeal saw hundreds of thousands of tall, gray-skinned ogres surrounding her. The Magicka turned into a bunch of chains and lifted Oatmeal into the air. Oatmeal was now in chains.


    "You love so sweetly, yet fight so dirty," Oatmeal said.


    "Enough of your voice," Lolita La''ra said. "I will make you watch as you are tortured in this place for life, until you bring my beloved King Lea back."


    "Why can''t you bring her back?" Oatmeal asked.


    The ogres were naked and looked at Oatmeal with intimidating gazes. Oatmeal, seeing them, made a scary-looking face.


    "I can''t bring her back because I''m not a god, or anything like that," Lolita La''ra said.


    "Where did you think that I''m a god, or something?" Oatmeal asked.


    "Find a way to bring my beloved King Lea back, or you will taste their clubs for life!" Lolita La''ra shouted.


    "Do whatever you want, I''m not in a hurry anyway," Oatmeal replied.


    "Do as you please, then," Lolita La''ra said, sitting on a chair and sipping some red liquid. "I will watch your torture." Lolita La''ra thought to herself, "Of course, I couldn''t watch her get tortured forever, I have things to do. What if she simply breaks those chains apart and fights back? I''m stressed. I have to act tough. I''m stressed and anxious. She didn''t seem intimidated by the ogres, even though I find them scary. Maybe I should have created another type of dungeon. Damn, I crave donuts. I need to eat donuts."


    "Okay, people, bring it on, and attack me however you want," Oatmeal shouted back. "But I assure you, you will not find what you are looking for. I have been in worse places than this, and I had fun anyway."


    "I have to eat donuts," Lolita La''ra thought to herself. "She won''t be intimidated by them. I need to escape from her. I will order them to kill her, and find another way afterwards. I need to bring my beloved King Lea back. I miss her. Why couldn''t I keep playing the numb, stoic, porcelain against this green alien man."


    "My name is Oatmeal, by the way," Oatmeal said.


    "Like I care," Lolita La''ra said and ordered the ogres to start the torturing process.


    Lolita La''ra created a portal and left the place, going to her second house, where she had a big refrigerator. She opened the door and got a big, dark chocolate donut and a white chocolate milk. "I must stop doing this every time a stressor triggers my eating disorder. I don''t know why I couldn''t control it." So, saying that, she simply sat down on a cushioned chair and started to eat the donut in a passionate way, and at the same time, she was crying tears of joy and stress. Lolita La''ra thought to herself, "I wish they would kill her right there. I don''t want to see someone who is more powerful than me. I''m scared of people who are more powerful than me. I must do anything to destroy her. Damn it, I eat like a wild animal every time I''m scared of something! I hate to act like that. But I love the taste of it!"


    Lolita La''ra dropped the glass of milk, and the milk splashed across the room, with some of the liquid splashing on her face. The liquid, though it was white, was not as milky as expected. It was as if it came from somewhere else.


    "What is this?" Lolita asked, smelling the thick liquid on her face. "It tastes like coconut. And it''s not white chocolate. It''s sticky, and..." When she looked up, she heard Oatmeal, and her one green and one pinkish-purple eye widened in shock. She wanted to kill herself by choking on donuts because she was scared of Oatmeal.


    Oatmeal''s feet were on the roof, looking down at Lolita La''ra upside down. "What you have on your face is ogre liquid that came from a mature act we had for three months," Oatmeal said. "The ogres were all tired to death when the adult contest of prowess came to an end. Did you forget about me, Lolita La''ra? Time doesn''t seem to work in a proper manner in your dimension, I guess. I have been waiting for you to come for almost three months. Don''t worry, though - I have tamed the ogres by offering them your Magicka. I have used most of the ogres to my advantage, but they all used the Magicka to their advantage as well. I think that torture of yours was a win-win for all. Anyway, are you ready for me to fight back, boy?"


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    Hearing those words, Lolita La''ra choked on donuts and tried to find something to drink. She rushed to the fridge.


    Oatmeal was laughing as she came closer to La''ra. "I haven''t even touched you, and you''re choking to death. I won''t go easy on you just because you have a tight throat. You have destroyed all the people in Toronto due to your own ignorance. Remember that?"


    Lolita La''ra was not listening to her; she was just looking for something to drink. Oatmeal simply gave her an orange juice. She gulped it down in one sitting and relaxed a bit. She thought to herself, "I can''t win against her, because I''ve been trying to manipulate her mind using my Magicka, and it doesn''t even work. I don''t know what to do. I hope she kills me quickly."


    "I won''t kill you," Oatmeal said. "I will make you regret what you did to King Lea and the people around him."


    "Will you rape me?"


    "Nah, I won''t," Oatmeal said. "I will make it worse than that."


    "What will you do?"


    Oatmeal was just pretending to look harsh, but at the same time, she was thinking, "Damn, I don''t know what to do with her. I need to find something scary and boring at the same time. What should I do? Oh, I''ve found something. I will make her eat her favorite food until she tires of it. Yes, that will make her apologize for her actions."


    Oatmeal decided on a torture plan and made a location appear in front of her. Lolita and Oatmeal found themselves in a beautiful restaurant, where they were ordering a meal. The waitress took their orders, and when she brought the food to the table, Lolita La''ra finally understood where she was. She looked around and saw Oatmeal sitting in front of her, watching her sinisterly.


    "Where are we, and what are you going to do to me?"


    The food brought to the table was a special kind of donut, a special kind of donut made of tahini and brown sugar. The food, as Oatmeal had learned, was Lolita''s favorite.


    "That''s my favorite donut, called WhiteSky. It''s named after the family who invented the recipe. They even added crunchy white chocolates to the dough. I''m happy; can I eat it?"


    "That''s all yours," Oatmeal said, smiling sinisterly.


    After finishing the meal, Lolita La''ra was in ecstasy, experiencing sensations she really liked. When she stopped eating the donut with forks and knives, she put down the utensils and decided to get up. When she tried to get up, the chair she was sitting on grabbed her legs and her waist. She did not understand what was going on and looked at Oatmeal in the face. "I need to get to the bathroom to wash my face. I don''t want to be seen like a spoiled person who binged on donuts like that. Even though I ate the donut elegantly, I need to check my face to clean it."


    "You will get up until you finish eating the remaining one trillion eight hundred million WhiteSky donuts. And do not worry, I am not short of time anyway. I can wait for you to finish your ''whole'' meal."


    "You must be kidding me. Is this a joke or something? I must leave." Lolita La''ra tried to get up, but the chair grabbed her by the neck and pushed her head onto the table. Trying to escape was not an option for her.


    "I will make sure that every remaining meal will be eaten by you. That will be my torture, I guess. It is as if I will be watching the same mukbang challenge for more than a trillion times. As I said, don''t worry, I have time to spare. Waitress, can you bring us the order, please."


    "No, I must leave. I must leave this place." Lolita La''ra saw the almost infinite number of waitresses serving the same WhiteSky donuts to them, waiting in the aisle. Her eyes widened, and she wanted to cry for help, but she couldn''t find a way out of this desperate situation.


    The waitress served the food again - the donut. Oatmeal thanked the waitress and saw Lolita La''ra start eating the meal slowly but surely. When she finished the second meal, she had the same mouth-gasm that she had from the first one. She loved the taste of it. She thought, "Maybe I can eat them all?"


    "I want to see your face after having eaten the 1000th WhiteSky donut, La''ra," Oatmeal said, playing with her black, loose harem pants. "Contine on, the third donut has arrived on our table."


    "Can I change the variety? I don''t like eating the same thing over and over again."


    "I thought that was your favorite, Lolita La''ra."


    "Fine, give me another one!" Lolita La''ra started to eat the third donut with ease. She wondered if Oatmeal could get bored of watching her eat the same donut over and over again. Lolita La''ra thought, "That weird creature is also torturing herself by watching me eat these foods over and over again. I think I should behave well, otherwise, she can do worse than I am now. I wonder how many donuts I can endure! I hate saying it like that, WhiteSky is my favorite donut, and I am not going to let her taste the enjoyment of seeing me overwhelmed by the food! I will endure, no matter what!"


    "I will also endure watching you eat the same thing over and over again," Oatmeal said, relaxing in her chair. "Come on, those donuts can''t eat themselves! Congratulate yourself, you are in heaven."


    "No, I am in tasty hell in disguise as heaven. Continue on..."


    After having eaten the 36th donut, Lolita La''ra was still fine, but after eating the 166th donut, she cried for help, and after the 366th, she was going crazy. And after the 488th donut, she turned mad and started laughing without stopping. Lolita La''ra kept laughing, and as the tears came down from her cheeks. She had wanted to return to her King Lea... But now, after all those donuts and the remaining donuts, she wanted to be the king herself!


    Oatmeal liked her laughing like that. "See, you are laughing without a reason; these donuts are literally your favorite. 488 donuts gone, more than 1 trillion remained!"