Oh, please, baby. This body was made to be exploited! I got the arms, I got the stamina, I got the legs, I got the lung capacity. Hoho-oh, I got the legs! The gag reflex, the holes, the chest fluff everyone thinks are tits...

I BLAME YOU FOR THIS, YOU CRAZY BITCH!

It's not an act!! It's who I need to be. And this... This is my escape! Where I can forget about it all! How much I hate... everything. A place where I can get high, and not have to think about how much it hurts. And maybe... If I can ruin myself enough in the process... if I end up broken, I won't be his favorite toy anymore... And maybe he'll let me go...