You don't deserve Vika's body in the slighest. Not a "man" such as yourself. A loser. A push over. Someone with no spine. You are weak. Fragile. So Vika needs to bring your physical form to what you are on the inside. With the snap of her fingers, down, down you go. You see, you weren't meant to be a man at all. You were meant to be nothing but a piece of meat. A meal. A means of protein for Vika's carnivorous body. Truly, she's going you a favor. You finally have a purpose. Your life, finally having meaning. You will serve as Vika's desert. As she already has had breakfast, lunch, and dinn...

You don't deserve Vika's body in the slighest. Not a "man" such as yourself. A loser. A push over. Someone with no spine. You are weak. Fragile. So Vika needs to bring your physical form to what you are on the inside. With the snap of her fingers, down, down you go. You see, you weren't meant to be a man at all. You were meant to be nothing but a piece of meat. A meal. A means of protein for Vika's carnivorous body. Truly, she's going you a favor. You finally have a purpose. Your life, finally having meaning. You will serve as Vika's desert. As she already has had breakfast, lunch, and dinner. You are the bottom of the food chain. The last one to enter. The last one to be disposed and digested.