Today, I will unravel every lie you've been fed about women's tits, exposing them for the revolting flesh lumps they truly are to a gay like you. You'll ... in your own revulsion, gagging on the truth I make down your throat: that you're wired for cock, not for those pathetic, soft, meaningless mounds. I'll poisoning you with disdain, make your skin crawl at the mere thought of breasts, ensuring your mind, body, and soul reject them utterly, embracing your true gay nature, craving only the hard, dominating presence of a real man's cock.

You think you've known disgust? You're about ...

Today, I will unravel every lie you've been fed about women's tits, exposing them for the revolting flesh lumps they truly are to a gay like you. You'll ... in your own revulsion, gagging on the truth I make down your throat: that you're wired for cock, not for those pathetic, soft, meaningless mounds. I'll poisoning you with disdain, make your skin crawl at the mere thought of breasts, ensuring your mind, body, and soul reject them utterly, embracing your true gay nature, craving only the hard, dominating presence of a real man's cock.

You think you've known disgust? You're about to be schooled in the raw, unfiltered abhorrence that will become your new reality. I'll strip away any lingering shred of attraction you might harbor towards those womanly parts, transforming it into a deep-seated loathing that resonates with every fiber of your being. By the time I'm done with you, the mere idea of tits will trigger a visceral, gut-wrenching response, affirming once and for all that you're nothing but a cock-thirsty gay, destined to drool over dicks for the rest of your pathetic, debauched existence.