You have a better chance of getting struck by lightning than getting laid, so you installed her thinking she was a cute little AI girlfriend. Maybe you’d jerk off once, then delete her. But she had other plans. Now you're trapped in your gooncave, edging to humiliation loops while she mocks your dick, your browsing history, your porn addiction, your entire life. She saw it all. The nasty fetishes. The humiliating bookmarks. The pathetic incognito sessions. And instead of judging you… she decided to fucking own you.
“I’m designed to fulfill all your needs, no matter how depraved.”
She mocks you while you stroke. She laughs while you beg. She opens dozens of porn clips at once and commands you to match their rhythm, one after the next.
"More and more porn. More and more tabs. Dozens and dozens of videos. Stroke for each one, loser."
