The New Case

You've come to visit Dr Midnyte with a view to find help for your little... problem.

Colloquially known as 'The Wanker's Curse,' you hope that your doctor will be able to find the root cause of this inability to come without the help of your own hand.

Don't worry, Dr Midnyte has a couple of tricks up her sleeve and she will do everything in her power to help you out.

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