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 Afrikanos Kappa Gamma
   An E&I University story
   Copyright 2004 by Aurachaotic
   Kendall Lewison was one seriously hot bitch.  Literally - incredibly
hot, and very much a bitch.  The most feared queen bee of the most highly
prestigious and selective sorority at Long Island University, Kendall was
famous for her super-model looks, notorious for her superheated temper.
   "Roll call!" she yelled at her latest batch of victims (read "pledges").
The freshmen girls snapped to attention.  Lining up on the sidewalk in
front of the Kappa Gamma sorority house, they tried their best to smile and
look pretty.
   "Too fat," thought Kendall as she surveyed the line, "Too thin...  too
much makeup...  not enough makeup..."
   This year's batch was even lamer than last semester.  There were maybe
three girls who met her high standards this time around, and still only
maybe...
   "Nikki Haber.  Kappa Gamma rules!" Nikki was a little on the short side,
but it was difficult to ignore her trim body.  Tight abs, firm ass and
pretty big breasts.  Nikki had a perfect tan, an outgoing attitude and
golden hair framing her soft smiling face.  She could maybe be Kappa Gamma
material.
   "Stacy Becker.  Kappa Gamma rules!" Stacy sounded off less
enthusiastically than her friend Nikki, but was every bit as attractive. 
Long brown hair, combed straight past her shoulders, and sharper features,
deep brown eyes.  Stacy was the only daughter of one of the wealthiest men
in New York, and might have been dressed more expensively than Kendall. 
Somewhat jealously, Kendall assumed Stacy's father had likely paid for a
boob job as well.
   "Faith Jones.  Kappa Gamma rules."
   "I can't hear you!" yelled Kendall at the shy and sheepish Faith.
   "Kappa Gamma rules!" tried Faith, still much softer than any other girl
in line.  Ridiculous, thought Kendall, Faith needed a serious attitude
adjustment, and some better fashion sense.  It was possible the leggy
blonde was the hottest pledge in years (after Kendall herself, of course),
but she was always wearing those worn out jeans and big ugly sweaters, as
if she was ashamed of her hourglass figure and swelling breasts.
   She might do well in Kappa Gamma though.  Perhaps Kendall would take
Faith under her wing, putty to be fashioned into the ultimate sorority
cocktease.  Kendall did love taking control of things.
   "Alright you sorry whores!  Pack it up and don't forget your alphabets!"
the girls scattered and Kendall couldn't help a small, malicious grin. 
Despite that this year had been going badly for a start, there were at
least some things still running smoothly.
   In truth, Kendall's current state of frustration was actually helping
her drill sergeant act, though it was doing murder on her academics.  A
small, clearly paranoid part of her brain kept telling her it was the new
dean's fault, and maybe all the black guys on campus these days.  But no
matter how much Daddy bad bitched about a black dean taking over his
daughter's university, she couldn't really believe Dr.  Mfune was actually
responsible for her constant state of horniness, or her boyfriend Joe's
impotence.  That would just be ridiculous.
   --
   "And all the dorms' water lines are tapped with Xcite?" Jubal Mfune
surveyed the main quad of LIU from his wide office window while Desiah, his
assistant, nodded.
   "Plus every frat house and sorority, the white ones anyway.  Bottled
waters in the food courts are coming straight from our plant in Stony
Harbor, and we've given out coded instructions to our enhanced students as
to exactly which fountains and coolers to avoid."
   "Excellent." Chimed Jubal, to himself as much as anyone.  He grinned as
his sharp eyes picked out one particular white girl, looking a little
flushed as she trudged across the quad.
   --
   Kendall was definitely Kappa Gamma material.  Brown hair to her
shoulders, coifed and highlighted just the right way to bring out her
creamy complexion and ruby red lips.  She wore tight DKNY jeans that
accentuated her perfect ass.  And a silky white blouse from Dolce &
Gabbana, jiggling full of her big natural breasts.
   Just like her mom had before her, Kendall had always known growing up
that she would attend LIU, the school where her parents met.  But speaking
of meeting, where the hell was Joe?  She had told him to meet her on the
quad at three o'clock sharp.  "That sorry son of a bitch," she thought.
   Hearing a low whistle behind her, Kendall glanced back at a group of
black boys, lounging on the park benches, leering at her body.  She gave
them a look of pure reproach before turning her nose up.  God there were a
lot of them around this year!  They had even built an entirely new dorm
just for black kids.  She had heard of affirmative action but this was
ridiculous.  Kendall didn't think many of them were really smart enough to
be at LIU.  She didn't consider herself racist, but they never had any
answers in class, and she could've sworn the first week out she had spotted
a prison tattoo on one boy's bicep.  It had been faded, though.  And she
hadn't seen any similar tattoos since.  It was still very weird.
   "They can look all they want," she thought to herself as she started
away.  "That's all any black man will ever do to Kendall Lewison." It was
almost a thought of reassurance though, as she fought the urge to glance
back and see if they were as muscular as every other black man on campus.
Kendall had a thing for muscles.  Joe was on the lacrosse team and she had
always liked his stocky shoulders and thick arms.  But the ebony
musculature around school lately was like nothing she had encountered
before.  The black boys had muscles on muscles.  Like professional body
builders.  She felt a twinge in her horny pussy and shook her head to clear
the images of black deltoids and pecs.
   "Joe..." she muttered angrily and flipped open her cell phone.
   "Uh, hello?"
   "Where the hell are you!" she yelled in her bitchiest tone of voice.
   "Aw shit Kendall, I'm sorry!  Coach made us practice extra, I'm not
ready yet." Kendall sighed.  She had been hoping to go out and have some
fun tonight, but Joe would be sweaty and unpresentable for the next two
hours.  And if precedent held up, a total wick prick in the sack.
   "Forget it." she said, "I still have pledge planning to do anyway."
   "I thought you were almost done."
   "I was until my stripper cancelled.  Do you forget everything I say?"
Every semester the new Kappa Gamma pledges were inducted with a major
girls-only party.  Cocktails, hors d'ouvres and a well-hung male dancer.
   "Could one of my brothers fill in?" Joe was a member of the cousin
fraternity to Kappa Gamma.  Kendall scoffed.
   "Not unless you know for sure one of them has a big dick."
   "Maybe I could do it." guffawed her dumbass boyfriend.  Joe actually did
have a big penis, seven and a half inches long, pretty thick too, but every
girl in the Greek world knew that was strictly Kendall's property. 
Secretly, she enjoyed that her boyfriend had a big dick, that she had that
fat thing on a leash.  She enjoyed the size of it like she did big muscles.
Or least she used to - before this semester.
   "Shut up Joe." Just thinking about it made her angry.  The exact time
Joe had learned some self-control (too much), Kendall had become hornier
than she could ever remember.  Usually it was his dumb dick that always
wanted to fuck.  Now he wasn't even up to bat.
   "Maybe you could ask one of the black guys around campus." Joe chuckled
again.
   "Didn't I just say shut up?!"
   "Hey, I'm only kidding!  Besides that's all a myth anyway.  Listen babe
I gotta change my ice.  Love you."
   "Whatever." She hung up abruptly, turned on her heel and ran directly
into wall of black muscle.
   Kendall went sprawling.  As usual, her mouth was ahead of her brain. 
"Goddammit you stupid ni-" she barely caught herself as she looked up into
a brutish black face.
   "I'm sorry.  I didn't expect you to turn so fast." The black man offered
her a huge hand, grabbing her books up in one smooth motion.  "I'm Derek."
   Derek knew exactly what she had been about to say.  But his enhanced
ears had also picked up every word of her phone conversation and he saw in
the beautiful brunette an opportunity too good to pass up.
   "Thanks." She said shortly, dusting herself off.
   "No problem.  Are you alright?"
   "Nothing you can help with." she said.  Kendall took her books from the
black boy, unable to keep her eyes from lingering along the muscles bulging
in his arm.
   "Actually," said Derek, startling her from her eye candy, "I was
wondering if I couldn't help.  I thought I heard you say you needed a
dancer."
   "What?" said Kendall.  She could've sworn no one was in earshot of her
phone conversation.
   "It's just I actually worked one summer as an erotic dancer.  Place
called the Zebra Club, you ever hear of it?" Kendall shook her head, brow
furrowing at this black boy who had knocked her over.  "Well, I could help
you out for cheap if you want."
   "Uh...  no, I don't think so..." Kendall couldn't help herself as her
eyes flickered down to his crotch.  There was a sizable bulge there.
   "What, is it 'cause I'm black?"
   She was again jump started from her staring.  She backpedaled quickly.
"No, it's just....  you'd...  have to audition."
   "I can do that anytime.  You said you wasn't busy right now, right?"
   Kendall wasn't sure if she had said that.  Not to him.  But there was
something about Derek that made it difficult for her to remember. 
Difficult to concentrate on anything but Derek's various bulges.  In his
arms.  In his pants...
   "You got a single I could show you at?"
   Kendall nodded.  This day had just gone from bad to worse.  Now she had
to watch a stupid black boy dance so he wouldn't call her a racist.  But
her frustration was masking a fear inside her.  A fear of actually being
alone with one of these muscle-bound black men.
   --
   "In here," nagged Kendall.  She pulled Derek into her room and shut the
door before anyone came around the hallway.  The last thing she wanted was
anyone to know she had a black boy in her room.
   "Nice place." said Derek as he shucked off his backpack and sat down on
her bed.  Kendall's nose wrinkled slightly.  Her room was a princess'
sanctuary.  Prim, proper, everything in its place.  And a lot of pink... 
Pink bedspread, pink throw rugs pink drapes, which she drew quickly across
her window before flipping on a pink lamp.  "Kinda pink..."
   "I know," said Kendall, still with an attitude.  She was digging around
in her closet.  "You'll have to try this on." She said, coming out with a
pink G-string, it bore the Kappa Gamma insignia.  "It's kind of
tradition..."
   Derek took the tiny garment and chuckled to himself.  "For real?"
   "Yes.  What?" she didn't care at all for the smirk on Derek's face.  Nor
for the way his cheap jeans were mussing up her bedspread.
   "Well, I might should supply my own.  This clearly wasn't designed for
black dick."
   The suggestive tone Derek took offended Kendall.  And his blatant
arrogance about his penis frightened her a bit.  She wasn't the kind of
girl to show she was rattled.  "Yeah?  The last three guys have used that
same thing.  They were all pro strippers and not exactly 'little'."
   "Were they white?" Again, his smile had her stomach quivering.  And now
that she was in a closed room with Derek, she couldn't help but feel a
quiver between her legs as well.  He was staring at her chest.  Kendall
realized with a nervous pang her nipples were scraping against her blouse.
She crossed her arms over her breasts, almost wincing at their sensitivity.
She wished she'd worn a bra, even if it did cinch up this blouse a
little...
   "Look.  If you want to audition, that one'll have to do, okay?  You can
change in my closet."
   "Alright, alright." said Derek as he got up and headed to the corner
door.
   Kendall waited until it closed to step over to her vanity mirror.  It
was good sized, as Kendall liked to look at herself.  Quickly she tried to
loosen her blouse and hide her confusing arousal.  "He's black Kendall! 
Get a grip!" She sucked in a quick little breath as she accidentally pulled
one of her nipples.  The blouse was just too tight.  She usually liked it
that way, giving boys just enough to get them hard.  but the idea of Derek
staring at her nipples, getting hard right now, right here was kind of
terrifying.
   Derek watched from the crack in the closet door as the girl checked her
breasts in the mirror.  This was gonna be real sweet...
   "All set!" Derek stepped out of the closet and Kendall had to cross arms
over her breasts again, certain now he had gotten a look as they swelled
and fattened at the image before her.
   Derek was as perfect a specimen as she had ever seen.  That included
magazine covers.  The muscles on his chest matched those along his arms,
with granite pectorals and a washboard abdomen that stretched beyond a mere
six-pack.  Then just beneath that...
   The traditional thong was stretched out so thin she could hardly make
out the logo.  What she could make out were an enormous set of genitalia.
It looked as if he had stuffed a snake and two oranges into the tiny
briefs.
   "You just wanna stare or play me some music to dance to?" Kendall
snapped out of it, turned away and pressed play on her stereo.  Loud dance
music started blaring from the hi-fi system.  She regained her composure
and sat on her bed.
   "Yeah, just show me your basic routine."
   Derek started to move, hips gyrating and muscles flexing everywhere. 
Kendall sat raptly, crossing her legs now as she felt moisture building,
undeinably aroused.  He had begun moving closer and his crotch drew her
eyes like a magnet.
   "You like?"
   Kendall found herself following his motions, like she was in a trance.
"You're an okay dancer..."
   "I was talkin bout the g string." He bumped his hips and the jostling
effect it had on his genitals almost made Kendall yelp.  "Like I said, huh?
Definitely not built for black cock."
   "You mean not built for 'your'...  dick." she said, still following its
every move.  It seemed impossible but she could have sworn it was actually
getting bigger.  "Everyone knows that black thing is a myth." She put as
much of her drill sergeant into those words as possible.  Kendall wanted
desperately not to look or sound anything like she felt - small, feminine
and horny.  "You are a stripper, anyway."
   "Yeah.  A black stripper.  Like you said, three white guys wore this
thing fine.  But my cock's 'bout to bust this thing any minute.  Plus I bet
they didn't have you starin like you are right now..." he was getting
closer still.  Kendall could almost smell the bulbous flesh behind that
lycra.  Hot, masculine and musky.  "I guarantee if you got some of this
black dick in yo pussy you'd agree right quick with what I told ya."
   His words snapped her partially from the trance of his penis.  She
looked up right into his eyes, the old Lewison fire burning up behind her
pupils.  "Look smartass, first off that's never gonna happen.  Ever.  And
secondly, if you don't stop mouthing off about your 'big black thing'
you're never gonna get this job, which'd frankly be a dream-shot for a
'thug' like you, because dancing for a bunch of pretty white girls is about
as close as you'll ever get to-"
   Derek bumped his hips forward and the lycra ripped at the seams.  His
big black snake leapt straight out and SMACKED Kendall Lewison across the
face.
   She was so shocked it took her a second to yell.  "You...  you black
bastard!  Who the hell do you- glllmmphh...  umff..."
   "Ahh." said Derek as he pushed the head of his thick black cock between
Kendall's pretty red lips.  "Quiet at last."
   The beautiful sorority queen tried to pull away from it, but Derek put a
strong hand on the back of her head.  She couldn't budge an inch.  She
tried pushing at his waist, but it was like pressing against steel.  The
smell was overwhelming now.  Filling her whole head with a spinning
sensation.  Her fingers ran across the ridges of his abdomen.  Like steel.
Another quiver hit her pussy.  Her crotch was so hot.  The cock in her
mouth was so hot.  She stared cross-eyed down the length of it.  More cock
than she had ever seen was sticking out of her mouth.  And the head was
pushing against her throat.  It had to be at least a foot long.  And so
damn thick...  her lips felt stretched around it.  T stark need that had
been building in her loins all semester began to surpass her fear as she
looked with wide eyes up into Derek's smiling face.
   "Not so sure now are we?  Now that you see it live.  Now that you's
tastin it." She felt his hands deftly undoing buttons on her blouse.  Her
pussy spasmed as his thick strong digits scooped her big breasts up to
spill over the top of the silky material.  It was only then she realized he
wasn't holding her head anymore.  She still didn't move, except to squirm
as he tweaked her fat red nipples.  "Maybe there's somethin to black cock
after all, huh?"
   Kendall might have agreed if her face hadn't been stuffed with black
dong.  "Well come on, bitch.  It's a cock, not a tongue depressor.  Start
suckin." More swiftly and obediently than she had ever followed any order
in her life, Kendall began sliding her tongue around Derek's massive black
cock.
   --
   Faith paused outside her big sister Kendall's room.  She thought for a
second she had heard a slap and some yelling.  But now all she could make
out was the dance music Kendall always listened to.  Knowing how angry
Kendall got when she was disturbed, Faith crept slowly back down the hall.
   --
   Kendall's sorority offered unofficial training for sisters who wanted to
give good blow jobs.  They used carrots at those semi-secret meetings,
bigger than most average dicks.  By the end of four years almost any Kappa
Gamma could give world class head, and Kendall considered herself a cut
above most other girls.  But with Derek's big schlong in her mouth, she
felt like she was in high school again.  Lost in uncharted waters and
desperately hoping for direction.
   "Don't worry 'bout it, slut.  I don't s'pect you to be any good at it.
Just get me all the way hard." Kendall didn't know what to make of that at
all.  FIrst off he had called her a slut.  But what botehred her more was
his dismissal of her skill.  Also, wasn't he all the way hard already? 
Then she was suddenly worried.  What else would he want to do with his
hardon if not a blowjob?  "Enough."
   Derek pulled his cock out of her face with a *plop*.  Working her jaw a
little, Kendall got her first good look at it.  Only the head and a few
inches after that glistened with her saliva.  She hadn't even gotten a
quarter of it in her mouth.  Standing out straight at ironhard attention,
it looked as thick as her forearm.
   "Thirteen and a half inches." said Derek as he gripped it by the base
and slapped her against the face again.  The derisive gesture didn't bother
Kendall at all now, she was so in awe of his cock.  She was practically
terrified of it.  "Now come on girl." He stood her up and then turned her
around.
   "W..  wait..." said Kendall, voice quivering as Derek positioned her on
all fours.  Quickly he began to peel back her expensive designer jeans,
inch by inch unwrapping a delicious white ass.  Her breasts still plumped
up out the top of her blouse like overbaked bread.  Now she was naked,
essentially, on her hands and knees before the black boy.
   Derek found her pussy, pink and smooth-shaven lips throbbing.  "Goddamn
that's nice." he said, fingering the slippery slit and pushing panties and
denim down under her knees.
   "Derek..  what..." she tried weakly, shivering as his fingers probed
deeper.
   "You wet as hell for this cock, huh?" Kendall felt her whole body
blushing as he tweaked her pulsing clit - she felt her arousal making his
fingers slippery.  "Aw yeah..."
   "Wait..." she pleaded once more.  "Please wai- aa aahh...  " Derek had
knelt behind her and begun rubbing his big cockhead against her entrance.
It felt so good Kendall lost the power of speech for a moment.  Little
moans escaped her throat as her eyes were drawn to her vanity mirror.  She
had a clear view of them in profile.  Derek's muscular form crouched behind
her on the bed.  His big hands on her pert white ass.  And his huge black
cock poised to defile her white"Ooh ooh ooh..." Kendall watched every
second the expression shifting on her face.  It grew more and more
wide-eyed with each inch of thick ebony to disappear inside her.  Her mouth
seemed to open more in awe as her pussy stretched wider and wider around
Derek's shaft.  Her face looked exactly as one could expect any girl's face
to look as her twat got stuffed like a thanksgiving turkey.
   "OOH!" Kendall yelped as he pushed into virgin territory, lurching
forward just a second before Derek's strong arms pulled her back onto his
cock.  The slight pain brought some of Kendall's fear back.  This shouldn't
be happening.  She was Kendall Lewison!  But then it was happening. 
Kendall Lewison was right there in the mirror, getting penetrated in doggy
by a big black bull cock.  "Wait...  stop!"
   "Slut what'd you say?  You want me to stop?" His tone frightened her
even more.  Powerful, commanding.  "You want me to take it out?"
   The sensation in her pussy had Kendall's brain running in circles.  She
had been craving something big and hot and hard so long without any
satisfaction.  She just couldn't bring herself to tell him to take it away.
"N..  no..." Kendall was ashamed of herself.  She looked away from the
mirror.
   "Then what's the fuckin problem?"
   "You're too big...  I'm all filled up..."
   "Slut, what you know 'bout big cock?" Derek began working his hips,
small circles that made Kendall feel like she was about to burst.  "The way
this pussy's suckin mah schlong I know you ain't had nuthin close to no
black cock before.  I'll stop when I know yous full." He thrust forward
then for punctuation.
   "Gawwwd..." mewled Kendall.  She knew there were five whole inches left,
and felt like he'd split her in two if he put them all in.
   Derek was relentless.  He'd push forward then work his hips some more,
then pull almost all the way out, her insides closing up after the big
cock, only to split wide open as he slammed it all back in.  Kendall began
to feel it working, began feeling even more full.
   "God!" she moaned once more as he pounded another inch inside.  She
buried her face in her pink bedspread, knuckles whitening as she clenched
the material.  Derek shoved his cock in and out three more times, the last
with a grunt of approval as his big testicles slapped her thighs.
   Kendall whimpered a bit as Derek worked it around some more.  She
couldn't believe how much cock was in her.  "What'd I tell ya slut? 
Another white pussy resized for black cock."
   "Oof...  resized?"
   "Hell yes bitch.  Ain't no white boy gonna get this pussy goin again. 
You got a boyfriend?"
   "Yes..."
   "What's his name?" Derek jerked his cock inside of her.
   "Unh..." even the slightest motion seemed to make Kendall's pussy
quiver. She tried to concentrate as Derek squeezed her rounded butt cheeks.
"I don't remember his name." She said finally.
   Derek chuckled.  "Doesn't matter anyway.  You my slut now, ain't ya?"
Derek began pulling his cock out.  The movement made Kendall's pussy cream
immediately.
   "Ahh ahhhh..." Soon his entire length had slid out and back into her
uppity sorority pussy.  His thickness probed every depth she never knew she
had, stimulating every nerve as she came even bigger than before.  "Oh!"
Derek started to fuck her.  Slowly at first, picking up speed.
   "You my slut now ain't ya?"
   Kendall looked back at the mirror.  No longer seeing the crown princess
of LIU's Greek system.  She saw a little white slut with her tits hanging
out, pushing her ass back as she got pumped full of black cock.  She saw
herself nodding...
   "Can't hear you."
   "Yes...  I...  oooh I'm your slut!" And that was when the fucking really
began.
   It seemed to last forever.  Derek's cock became a jackhammer in her
pussy, blasting in and out at a rate that should have had him cumming
immediately.  Instead the only one who kept cumming was Kendall.  It felt
like she was having one long, gigantic orgasm.  Kendall watched herself in
the mirror until her neck was a little sore.  It was almost like an out of
body experience, seeing the black cock fuck her.  Watching the flesh of her
ass and breasts jiggle everywhere as Derek pounded her from behind.
   Dusk waned to night beyond her pink curtains and Kendall thought she
would pass out from the pleasure.  Finally Derek slammed his girth inside
her with a deep bellow.  Suddenly, Kendall felt like a fire hose had gone
off inside her, one that sprayed her insides full of hot semen.  Part of
her brain worried that she was totally unprotected.  But it was so primally
erotic being seeded by such a big cock, Kendall was overcome with her
biggest orgasm yet.  Now she did black out, waking up a minute later on her
back.
   Derek was up digging through her dresser.  Kendall watched his taut ass,
the powerful muscles in his back rippling as he searched.  She also spotted
his big banana cock, dangling between his legs, only somewhat deflated from
its recent action.  Kendall looked down along her own body.  All her
clothes had been removed, she saw them in a heap on the floor.  She leaned
up on one elbow to see her pussy, Derek's words echoing in her mind. 
"resized for black cock"
   Indeed, where it had once been a tight little plum, Kendall's pussy
seemed a bit loose, a hole the size of a quarter very slowly closing as it
oozed thick sperm.  There was already a ton of cum already soaking into her
bedspread too.  Kendall looked back at Derek's huge balls and figured he
must have cum half a liter inside her.  Derek sensed her stirring and
leered back at her while she fingered her new pussy.
   "Where you keep the lotion?"
   "Bottom drawer on the right.  Why?"
   "You ever had cock in yo ass before?"
   "No..." Kendall looked past her pussy, moving her finger to her tight
little anus.
   "Then we definitely gots to get started." Derek grinned as he pulled out
a tube of lubricant.  "Hoist that butt in the air girl." Kendall moved to
do as she was told.  She didn't know how on earth Derek would get his big
black cock in her ass.  But she didn't care, either.  Finally she had found
a man manly enough to tell her what to do.
   Before long Derek was plowing huge black cock into the famous Kendall
Lewison's butthole.  "Owwwww..." she whimpered.  Derek laughed.
   "Just think.  A few hours ago you said I'd never even fuck you!  Now
you're gettin ya white ass reamed."
   "Ow...  oh!  I...  guess so..." she said.  Had it only been hours?  It
felt like years.
   "You know better now, huh?"
   Kendall nodded.  "You're incredible.  Your cock is incredible."
   "Because?"
   "Because it's black cock.  I love your black cock."
   "Higher learning," chuckled Derek.  "Gonna spread the word.  By the end
of the month every white pussy in this house'll be hooked up with black
cock.  And you're gonna help me, ain't ya slut?"
   "Yes..." moaned Kendall, amazed to feel an orgasm building.  The cock in
her tight virgin asshole felt good.  "Anything you say..." And as Derek got
eight inches in her butt, Kendall came up with the perfect girl to start
with...  
  
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