This time, Ocellus had a plan from the start. She walked confidently and purposefully, as if she had every right to be where she was. And anypony who saw her would think that she did have every right, since she’d disguised herself as Sandbar, complete with a towel over his shoulder. Really, though, underneath, it was still her, and she was naked. It was a small risk – any spell that forced her to return to her true form would leave her naked in the hallway to the boy’s dorm bathrooms – but she also didn’t want her clothing getting wet. Even though she’d be disguised as a soap bottle when the time came, she’d be sure to still have water on her when everything was over. The last thing she wanted was to have all her clothing get soaked when she changed back into her true form.

She’d even gone to the trouble of making a whole script for herself, a whole memorized conversation she would use if anybody saw her – as Sandbar – heading for the dorm showers. After all, since he lived in Ponyville and usually took care of such things at home, him using the showers at school would take some explanation, right?

After that much preparation, it was actually kind of disappointing when she didn’t meet anyone on her way into the boy’s showers. Nopony stopped her, nopony challenged her, nopony interrogated her. And she didn’t get to use one single word of that script she’d painstakingly memorized.

Oh well. Little disappointments like that were just a part of life. She’d learned that a long time ago. What else was she going to do, go looking for someone to explain herself to? She had to keep focused on the reason she’d come here in the first place.

The boy’s bathroom and showers was an exact mirror copy of the girl’s side, except that a few of the stalls had been replaced by urinals. The floors and walls were all in the same light blue tile, the ceiling still white. It even smelled pretty much the same, with an overpowering lavender air freshener over more subtle hints of damp, old steam, and body smells. She made a quick mental note of those urinals. She’d never seen any boy pee standing up... If she could figure out something inconspicuous to disguise herself as, she could sit right on top of one of those urinals and watch it happen. That would be interesting, wouldn’t it?

But that wasn’t what she’d come for today. She hurried past the bathroom part and into the small locker room next to the showers. All empty as well. It was a really slow time of day, late afternoon, and that would help her get away with what she was about to do next.

It was Silverstream’s doing, really. Ocellus could blame her for it. She was the one who’d shown so much interest in that silly library book about pony plumbing. Without Silverstream’s help, Ocellus would never have known about that book, would never have studied through it, and she’d probably never have figured out how to ‘break’ the shower systems.

Because there were eight showers in here, all in semi-separate stalls ... although for some reason the boy’s side didn’t have shower curtains on each one like the girl’s did. She looked over them all, picking out the closest one on the left as the one she’d use. But once she’d disguised herself as a soap bottle, how would she know ahead of time which shower stall Gallus would use? She’d done her due diligence studying his habits and she knew he’d be coming in here for his shower any minute now – he liked to shower in the afternoon when there was nopony around – but there was no way she could tell which stall he’d use, unless...

Grinning, she tossed the towel she’d been carrying aside, revealing the wrench underneath it. And one by one, she painstakingly visited each of the other stalls. The hot and cold water valves were two separate valves in each shower stall, just like on the girl’s side. And thanks to her plumbing book, she knew just how to sabotage them. Each valve handle had a little nut on top. All she had to do was take her wrench and over-tighten the nut on the hot water handle for each one. It only took a few seconds each time.

Once she’d ensured that seven out of the eight shower heads in here would have no hot water, Ocellus snuck back into the locker room next to the showers and stashed her wrench in one of the least conveniently located lockers. Farthest from the door, down in the corner, and near the floor. Hopefully nopony would find it there. If all went according to plan, she’d be able to sneak back out and loosen all the nuts she’d tightened down. The last thing she wanted was for the Headmare to call in a repair pony ... who would then tell her what happened and spark an investigation about the shower saboteur. Even though such an investigation would be unlikely to actually catch her ... why risk it?

With all that done, all she had to do was go back into the shower stall she’d chosen. Briefly, she had to transform back to her true self, which left her momentarily naked in the boy’s showers, since all of Sandbar’s clothing had just been part of her disguise. Nothing but changeling magic. It was thrilling and terrifying to be there, completely nude. Even though she knew she was alone, in theory naked boys could come walking in at any moment, leaving her exposed in front of all of them. And with everyone naked like that, who knew what might happen...

Maybe someday, she promised herself, and maybe if she transformed into some other girl so that none of the boys who came in would recognize her later. Maybe then she could actually think about doing something like that. But not yet. That was far too much for her now. Right now, all she wanted was to see Gallus naked again. Well, and maybe also his fur and feathers matted down against his chiseled body, his claws rubbing sudsy soap on himself, ooh – and maybe he’d even masturbate a little. It had been so interesting watching him in his room, but she hadn’t been able to get a repeat performance. She didn’t dare keep that key she’d gotten, and without the key, how was she going to sneak in there without being noticed?

The door opened!

The instant she heard the sound of it, Ocellus leapt toward the little shelf along the shower wall, transforming in the same moment with a little burst of green flame. A scant moment later, a new soap bottle with little teal eyes wobbled back and forth on the shelf, slowly coming to a rest.

And not a moment too soon. Gallus came into the shower room just as she’d stopped moving. He peered around, still fully clothed. “Uh, is anypony here?”

When a few seconds had passed with no response, Gallus shrugged and went back into the locker room area just outside the showers.

Sadly, she didn’t get to see him undress again. But that was just a consequence of the hiding spot she’d chosen. If she’d hidden out in the locker area, she’d be able to see what he was doing in there, but then she wouldn’t be able to see him in the shower. Hopefully, being in here would give her a much better show.

A much longer show, too, probably – Gallus came into the shower area again just a few moments later, now dressed in nothing but a towel around his waist. Ocellus watched him keenly as he walked past her stall. The sight of his chest and his abs disappearing down into the towel was bringing up some very nice memories, and she couldn’t wait to see even more of him.

For the time being, though, all she got was that little look as he walked by, because he went straight to one of the other stalls. All she could see was his towel flopping over the wall of that stall.

Thankfully, she’d foreseen this problem and she’d already taken care of it. Gallus fiddled for a few moments in that shower stall. She heard the hiss of the cold water, a harsh squeak as the hot water refused to turn on, and then a muffled griffonic curse. “Oh come on,” Gallus said. “What the heck?”

The cold water shut off, and she heard his wet footsteps as he went to another stall.

Again, the cold water, a curse, and Gallus stomping away. “What’s a griffon got to do to get a hot shower around here?” he muttered this time.

Once again, a failed attempt. He didn’t run the cold water at all, though, just the little squeak as he attempted to turn on the hot tap.

This time when he walked over to the next stall, Ocellus was able to see him. He was completely nude now, holding the towel wadded up in his talon-like hands, squeezing it tightly. He stomped around in frustration, and she couldn't take her eyes away from how his balls moved against his thighs as he walked. Wow. They looked so full and heavy... And as he walked past, she got a good view of his tight and toned ass.

He was trying the stall directly across from hers now, which meant she got a lovely view of his cute package when he bent over to try the hot water tap.

And once again, of course, he was disappointed. He grabbed his head, plunging his sharp fingers into his plumage as he growled up at the ceiling. “What gives?”

A sudden fear hit her then. What if he got so frustrated that he stopped trying? What if he just stopped now and assumed that all of the shower stalls were broken? Sure, she’d already gotten to see him naked a little bit now, but that had only been enough to whet her appetite. She’d end up almost as frustrated as him if he just stomped off now and left her alone in these showers again.

Thankfully, he wasn’t quite to that point yet. Now he came over to her shower stall, a look of dogged determination on his face.

Not that she was looking at his face very much. Wow – he was just so naked, walking right toward her, with everything out for her to see. Well, not everything. His cock was still entirely inside his sheath. But already his fur was a little bit wet in the front, which only made his muscles and the contours of his body stand out more. She stared eagerly, drinking in the welcome sight.

Gallus went straight for the hot water knob, turning it with a savage yank. To his utter surprise, the hot water turned on instantly, spraying straight at him. With a jump and an undignified birdlike squawk, he leapt out of the shower stall. It took him a moment of scrambling on the wet tile floor before he caught his balance again.

He stared up at the shower head, scowling at it as he rubbed some of the steaming-hot water off of himself. His feathers puffed up when he shook himself. “Well, at least this one works,” he muttered, coming back into the stall with a shake of his head.

As Gallus carefully reached around the scalding stream of water to add a bit of cold to it, Ocellus watched him, enthralled with just the way his naked body moved. Even though she’d seen this all before, it was still a thrill to watch him. Her eyes darted up and down his body. Hopefully he wouldn’t notice a soap container with eyes. She’d been careful to copy a type of soap bottle where her eyes would kind of blend into the design on the front. The lettering was the same color, and there were flower petal decorations all over the front in the same shape. Gallus would have to look really closely at her in order to actually notice her eyes. She’d already checked this disguise carefully in front of the mirror. It was nearly flawless.

As was that body of his... Now that the shower water was streaming down over him and pressing all his feathers and fur tightly against his body, she could see him like never before. His neck was actually a bit thinner and more elegant-looking than his feathers made it seem, while his shoulders and chest were actually a little bit bigger than she’d thought. Those strong flying muscles again. It was so foreign to her, so exotic. Sure, changelings could fly, but most of their flying ability came from the natural magic of their gossamer wings. It seemed that griffons flew just by brute force, though, beating the air with their strong muscles so they could soar higher than any other creature. And the rest of him... Ocellus would have bitten her lip if she’d had lips in this form. Oh how she longed to be able to run her hands over those contours, to trace the outlines of those muscles and to feel how firm they must be under his fur.

How could she ever manage that, though? Disguising herself as Silverstream? That seemed like it might be a step too far – too close to the way changelings had done things before the Great Reformation. Still, though, she promised herself that she’d find a way somehow. It was just too good to pass up! All this looking without touching was really starting to get to her!

Gallus didn’t seem to be in too much of a hurry to soap himself up, either. He was mostly just standing under the shower spray, letting it soak him from every angle ... which let her soak him in from every angle. She was really starting to like the little thin spot just at the base of his back where those long, angular muscles came down and joined his waist before flaring out again just slightly into the small curves of his ass. And right there in the middle of it, where his long, thin tail came out – it was just so fascinating to watch that tail move under the spray of water ... the same spray of water that was beginning to soak her as well. It was a good thing she hadn’t worn her clothes under this disguise. She was definitely going to be soaked by the end. Thankfully, no one would notice a bit of extra moisture of a different kind that happened to accumulate under a certain soap bottle...

The door opened and closed again. Ocellus could just barely hear it over the sound of the shower. Hm... now who could that be? Whoever it was, he was going to be disappointed when he found out that only one shower stall had hot water and it was already occupied!

As it turned out, though, she’d made a bit too many assumptions about who it was coming in here. It wasn’t some stallion coming in to use the showers – it was Silverstream!

Ocellus’s jaw would have dropped if she’d had one at the moment. What? Silverstream wasn’t supposed to be in here! She was a girl, and this was the boy’s shower! Well, of course, Ocellus wasn’t supposed to be in here either. But how could Silverstream just casually walk into the boy’s showers like that, not even wearing a towel? Silverstream was tall, thin and lean, her pink feathers and fur blending together perfectly along her enviable figure. And, of course, Ocellus had already known that Silverstream had an enviable bust line to go with that figure of hers, but she’d never realized just how enviable it was. Silverstream’s tits were round and perfect, jutting proudly out from her chest ... and of course they were much larger than Ocellus’s own.

When Gallus turned and saw her, he didn’t freak out in the slightest. He had to have known she was coming. “Oh hey there,” he said, making no effort to hide his exposed body, “fancy meeting you here.”

Silverstream laughed and bounced a little. “Oh come on! You knew I was coming.”

“Yeah... I did.” Gallus held his arms out to her, and she came to him, walking right into the shower spray. Ocellus’s eyes went wide as she saw them kiss, as she saw Silverstream’s talon wrap around and grab Gallus’s ass just like she’d wanted to, as she saw Gallus reach down between the two of them, touching Silverstream just the way she wanted to be touched – a way that made Silverstream gasp and clutch more tightly against him.

Silverstream pulled slightly back from their kiss. “I do have one surprise for you, though...”

“Mmm?” Gallus said, too distracted by bending down and kissing one of her nipples.

Instead of answering him directly, Silverstream twisted herself around, looking back into the little hall between the shower stalls. “Come on!” she yelled. “What’s taking you so long?”

Ocellus’s world really did turn upside down when she saw Smolder – just as naked – walk into the shower area. Smolder was holding one arm over her chest and her other hand over her crotch, but it was still more of her than Ocellus usually got to see. The dragon was usually pretty shy and didn’t like to take showers with everyone else there. She wouldn’t even change clothes while Ocellus was in their shared room. It wasn’t as if Ocellus had never seen her roommate naked before, though, so it wasn’t exactly a surprise ... except for the fact that she was here and naked with both Gallus and Silverstream!

“I can’t believe I let you rope me into this,” Smolder muttered.

“Come on in!” Silverstream said. “The water’s great, and so is the company!”

Smolder didn’t move. She still stood there, covering herself. Gallus was staring at her now, appreciating all her reptilian curves. Smolder was shorter than all of them, even shorter than Ocellus, but her petite body was still very nicely proportioned and had curves in all the right places. Sure, she didn’t have much in the way of breasts – that just came with being reptilian – but her belly had a really nice curve to it, accentuated by her scales, and the way her hips flared out was just to die for. Ocellus could only dream of having hips like that. And even though Smolder wasn’t facing the right way to see much of it now, Ocellus knew the dragoness had quite the wide, curvy ass back there as well.

“I promise you’ll like it,” Silverstream cajoled. “Gallus has got an amazing cock. Here, look!” She stepped to the side.

Unfortunately, Ocellus was behind Gallus, so she couldn’t see. It was clear that Smolder could, though. Her mouth opened wide, and her hands fell away from herself, exposing her small dark orange nipples and cute little pussy lips. “Woah,” Smolder said softly. “It ... it stays curved like that?”

“Uh-huh,” Silverstream said enthusiastically. “And it touches all the right parts inside. It’s, like, the third or fourth best cock I’ve ever had!”

“Third or fourth?” Gallus backed away from her slightly, giving her a disapproving look.

Silverstream shrugged. “Okay, first of all, seapony cock is amazing. Ooh! Ooh! And you just haven’t lived until you’ve tried a dragon!”

Smolder raised an eyebrow at her, holding one hand on her hip. “You fucked a dragon?”

Going back to playing with Gallus’s cock, Silverstream just giggled.

“But the only male dragon around here is...” Gallus looked at Silverstream with a start. “Oh my gosh. You fucked Spike?”

“Um...” Silverstream glanced side to side in a totally non-suspicious way. “No. Some other dragon. I, uh, didn’t get his name.”

Smolder shrugged and came into the shower with the other two. “Yeah, Spike’s pretty good and all. But he’s barely got his wings. You’ve got to try a real dragon sometime. You’ll be walking funny for a week, but you won’t regret it!”

Gallus stared down at her. “You... You fucked Spike, too?”

“Hey, you’ve got to do what you’ve got to do when there’s a serious shortage of dragon dick around here.” Smolder looked down and licked her lips. “This, though... This might do pretty nice.”

As Smolder got down on her knees in front of him, Gallus looked down in blatant disbelief. Ocellus couldn’t quite see what the dragon was doing down there, but she could figure it out pretty easily.

“Oh, oh wow,” Gallus said breathlessly. “She’s really good with that tongue...”

“Told you that you’d like my little monthaversary surprise!” Silverstream giggled again and pressed herself against him, capturing him in a steamy kiss as Smolder kept up her work down below.

Soon, Gallus had lost enough control that he stumbled backward, leaning against the wall just below the shelf Ocellus was on. Now she could finally see everything that was going on as she looked down over Gallus’s shoulder, down the shining wet fur of his chest and abs, and to his cock ... or at least as much as he could see of it. Because Smolder’s tongue was covering most of the curvy red length. She wasn’t even attempting to use her sharp-toothed lips or take him inside her mouth at all. But she didn’t need to. Her incredibly prehensile tongue snaked far out of her mouth, wrapping round and round Gallus’s cock, stroking up and down his length every time Smolder moved her head a little.

As Ocellus watched, enthralled, Silverstream started to slide her way down Gallus’s body as well, her claw-like hands exploring every bit of that body Ocellus wanted to touch so much on the way down. And when Silverstream got down low enough, she didn’t try to use her mouth either – that hard beak of hers probably wouldn’t feel good anyway. Silverstream didn’t have nearly the kind of tongue Smolder had, but she used her short and broad tongue to good effect anyway, planting slow, firm licks on Gallus’s tip as Smolder stroked the rest. Both girls reached their hands up almost in unison, caressing his balls between their entwined fingers.

Gallus shuddered and moaned a little. “Oh wow, oh wow... Girls, I’m ... I’m not going to last long like that...”

Silverstream grinned from down below. “Well then we’d better get some for ourselves before you pop. Smolder?”

“He’th jurr boyfrienth,” Smolder said from below, not taking her tongue off of Gallus’s cock.

“Oh, but you’re our guest. You get first dibs on the D!”

Smolder looked over at Silverstream and shrugged. “Arrith.” She slipped her tongue back into her mouth, making Gallus groan as it spiraled its way off of his cock. “You don’t hafta ask me twice. Let’s see what he can do with that thing!”

When Smolder got up and turned her back toward him, Gallus actually had to bend his legs a little bit in order to get low enough for his tip to actually reach under her thick tail. Once there, though, he wasted no time in grabbing onto Smolder’s tail and nudging his way forward.

Once again, Ocellus couldn’t quite see everything that happened, but she knew from Smolder’s sudden gasp when the crucial moment was. “Ooh,” Smolder said, wiggling her ass against him. “Goes in nice and easy, doesn’t it?”

Silverstream looked up from between Smolder’s legs, where she’d been licking ... something. “Uh-huh! Just wait until you get the whole thing!”

“The whole—?” Smolder gasped again as Gallus pushed his hips forward. It was almost more of a squeak. “Woah! It feels a lot bigger that way.” She melted against him. “Mmm... So deep...”

Ocellus watched in complete rapture as Gallus thrusted again and again into Smolder, right in front of her in the steamy shower spray. Smolder’s ass plap-plap-plapped against Gallus’s hips, and he clutched her thick orange tail tightly against his chest. Ocellus felt like she could just melt as well, melt right into the puddle of her own juices accumulating under her soap bottle body. This was so much more than she’d ever expected to see!

It wasn’t over yet, though, not by a long shot. Soon the two girls switched, Silverstream standing with her legs spread for Gallus while Smolder went back down below. This time – since Silverstream very helpfully held her horse-like tail up and out of the way – Ocellus could see everything. She could see Smolder’s long tongue snaking out and wrapping around Gallus’s sheath and balls like a Hearth’s Warming bow. She could see Silverstream’s equine pussy winking and pulsing, showing glimpses of her inner, deeper pinkness as she awaited her boyfriend. And she could see Gallus’s curved red cock twitching in anticipation, glistening with much more than just shower water.

The image of Gallus’s tongue-wrapped cock sliding in between Silverstream’s winked-open pussy lips would be forever embedded in Ocellus’s memory. She knew she’d never forget a moment of this ... partly because it was just so amazing to actually see it happen, and partly because she knew she’d be replaying it in her mind on many nights to come.

It just seemed to go so slowly and tenderly, parting Silverstream’s wet pussy lips and slipping gently inside like it was meant to be there all along...

Not that it stayed slow and gentle for more than a couple little thrusts. Before long, Gallus reached down and grabbed Silverstream’s hips with both claw-like hands, beginning to pound into her in earnest. Silverstream screamed out loud into the showers, apparently not worried in the slightest that somepony might hear her. It quickly became apparent to Ocellus that Gallus had been taking it easy with Smolder ... either because of her petite size or just because he wasn’t used to her and didn’t know how much she could take. With Silverstream, though, he gave her everything he had.

And Silverstream seemed to love it! Her back arched and she pushed her perfectly toned ass back against him hard with every thrust. The showers echoed with her rhythmic cries of passion, which grew and grew and grew ... until they finally just suddenly stopped.

Gallus seemed to know just what she needed. He jammed his cock as hard as he could into her and just held it there, locking her tightly in place with his hands digging into her thin hips. “Lick her clit!” he shouted.

Smolder must have heard him, because she moved a little down there. And a moment later, Silverstream screamed.

Ocellus had never actually seen another girl orgasm before. Silverstream’s orgasm was a lot louder – and wetter – than any she’d ever had. But then again, all the ones she’d ever had were ones she’d given herself. She wondered whether she’d be acting like Silverstream if she had Gallus’s cock pressed deeply inside her, Smolder’s clever tongue against her clit... Silverstream’s whole body jerked. It looked like if it weren’t for Gallus holding her up, she would have collapsed right down on top of Smolder. And yet, the tone in her screeching voice was unmistakable: she was in complete bliss right now, sailing high on an orgasmic wave Ocellus could only dream about.

As Silverstream’s orgasm finally waned, Gallus groaned through his tightly-clenched beak. “Can’t ... hold it... Gonna cum...”

The two girls went into motion instantly. At first it seemed like Silverstream finally collapsed from her orgasm, slipping off of Gallus’s cock, but it was soon clear she hadn’t just done that by accident. She twisted around as she went down, and she ended up side-by-side with Smolder, both of them licking Gallus’s cock. The two of them moved in unison up and down, stroking him with their tongues on either side of his shaft to give him that last little bit he needed.

It didn't take long. With a full-body shudder and another little moan, Gallus came. A thin jet of his cum shot straight up out of his tip, flying high and arcing ... straight toward Ocellus!

There was nothing she could do. She couldn’t dodge it without changing to her true form. All she could do was close her eyes just before it hit. Splat! The warm, gooey mess splattered over her soap bottle face. It was a good thing she’d closed her eyes, because one warm blob of it slowly oozed down over her left eye. When a few seconds passed without her getting hit by any more, she dared to at least open her right eye. It was at times like this when she really missed having hands. There was no way she could wipe her other eye clean ... not until everybody left and she was alone in the showers again.

She opened her other eye just in time to see the last little spurt of Gallus’s cum pour out onto his lower abs. There were already streaks of it all over his chest and his belly. That’s where most of it had ended up, apparently. Only the first spurt of it had been powerful enough to shoot all the way up and over his shoulder to hit Ocellus.

Before the shower spray could wash away his gooey cum, Silverstream was all over Gallus, licking her way up his belly, up to his chest were some of the biggest globs still were.

Smolder stared up at her. “Silverstream... Gross!”

“What? It’s good!” Silverstream laughed and lapped up another thick glob of it. “I’m not letting this stuff wash down the drain!”

Smolder, apparently, was unconvinced, because she just leaned back, still on her knees, and watched Silverstream lick the rest of it up. Unfortunately for Ocellus, it seemed that no one noticed the little splash of it that had landed on the soap bottle behind Gallus. In the end, it devolved into Silverstream just making out with him again ... as he inconspicuously rinsed out the remaining cum she hadn’t quite licked off. Even Smolder got into it at that point, coming back into the shower spray with her two taller friends and getting them to lean down a bit and share a three-way kiss with her ... though that three-way kiss was brief.

“Woah,” Gallus said, “dragon breath!”

Smolder folded her arms over her smooth chest. “Oh come on. Like miss cum-breath over there is any better.”

Silverstream shrugged. “I’ve got to go with Gallus on this one, sorry. Dragon breath is pretty bad.”

Groaning, Smolder shook her head. “You guys didn’t even get me off!”

“Ooh! Ooh!” Silverstream jumped a little, clapping her hands. Her breasts bounced enviably with every jump. “We should have a rematch! Come to my room tonight, and we’ll team up on Smolder and make sure she cums like, I don’t know, a thousand times!”

“A thousand, really?” Smolder licked her lips. “I’ll hold you to that, you know.”

“But what about your roommate?” Gallus said.

Silverstream instantly deflated. “Aw... You’re right. Yona would not be okay with that.”

Smolder didn’t look dissuaded at all, though. “We can use my room instead! Don’t worry, I’ll find some way to keep Ocellus busy somewhere else. She owes me one.”

Ocellus absolutely did not owe her one! What did Smolder think she was talking about? Of course, Ocellus’s mind was already spinning with plans. There were so many ways she could take advantage of this insider knowledge, and then she’d get to see what it was like when Smolder had an orgasm! And she’d probably get to see a lot more than that besides! Ooh! And maybe if she transformed into just the right thing, maybe she’d get a little action herself...

The perfectly devious plan was already taking shape in her mind, becoming more detailed and more foolproof by the minute as Silverstream, Smolder, and Gallus headed out of the shower room and into the adjacent locker room to dry off.

Once those three were finally gone, Ocellus transformed back into her true form. That meant that she could finally wipe the cum away from her eye and open both eyes. Just as she’d expected, she was soaked from head to toe with stray shower spray. But that was no big problem. The towel she’d brought in would still be here somewhere, and bare changeling skin was a lot easier to dry off than fur or feathers. Then she just needed to turn the hot water back on at all the other shower stalls ... and then she’d need to find a gift tag.

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