I’m assigning you a new uniform today. For this clip you’ll need A) A marker, and B) a bag big enough for your ugly mug. As much as I try, I can’t stop myself from imagining how disgusting you look while you jerk to My perfection... it’s quite a sickening thought. Censoring My beauty and flat-out denying you only works for so long - but then it clicked! I need to objectify you. I stopped seeing you as a person a long time ago, so why am I still at looking this sad arrangement of genes? With a face like that, you’re much closer to an “it” than a “him” anyway.