From the moment you laid eyes on me, you lost your free will.

You think I'm just a hot girl on the internet making fetish porn that you jerk off to, but it's much more serious than that. I've been mind fucking you into submission since the first gif you watched, the first link you clicked, the first clip you bought.

Stroke, little pig, stroke.

Stroke your dick as you become conditioned to worship and obey my curves. 32 triple D tits, a big round, heart shaped ass, a pretty face and words as smooth as butter to reprogram you into becoming my stroke zombie.

Click, jerk, obey.

With each day, the things you once considered important no longer matter. You can barely remember your wife's name and the only reason you care about going to work is so you can pay your Goddess. The image on the screen has you completely mind fucked. You couldn't stop worshiping me if you wanted to, but you don't.

I am more addictive than, more dangerous than race cars and more beautiful than the most magnificent flower.

There's no turning back.