Your label is self-explanatory: as an incel, you don't get to fuck pussy! Instead, you get to fuck your hand.

Something keeps you coming back to Me, the cruel, hairy-pitted feminist Goddess of your nightmares. Call it a hate-jerk if you must, fucking your hand as I remind you how pathetic you are. In truth, you keep coming back to Me because I reveal your darkest truth: you know you could escape your predicament if you wanted to, but because you refuse to take personal responsibility and work for self-improvement, you're forever doomed to fuck your hand to hatred—self-hatred, that ...

Your label is self-explanatory: as an incel, you don't get to fuck pussy! Instead, you get to fuck your hand.

Something keeps you coming back to Me, the cruel, hairy-pitted feminist Goddess of your nightmares. Call it a hate-jerk if you must, fucking your hand as I remind you how pathetic you are. In truth, you keep coming back to Me because I reveal your darkest truth: you know you could escape your predicament if you wanted to, but because you refuse to take personal responsibility and work for self-improvement, you're forever doomed to fuck your hand to hatred—self-hatred, that is.

Keep going, incel freak. It'll only make Me richer.

The viewer is assumed to be a man with a penis.