The inner workings of your mind will be completely wiped and rewritten. You are no longer a person, you have no defining identity. You are a number, you are a wallet. Your fixation on my beauty will be your erotic demise. The only thing a wallet like you is good for is paying a beautiful, powerful Goddess like Me. I am the center of your universe, and I will keep you jerking that desperate cock while you dispense cash like a good little ATM should. Every inch of me is divine, far above you in every way. You'll keep crawling back to jerk for me again and again, wallet.