You’re not here for some cheap thrill, you trembling sissy—you’re here because you need me to unravel your pathetic masculinity, to wield my magic like a scalpel and carve you into a whimpering, cock-craving slut. I see it all, you tiny-dicked bitch: that buried itch to be stripped of your so-called power, to feel your body warp and your mind bend under my spell until you’re nothing but a wet, submissive mess. This isn’t just transformation—it’s a psychological annihilation, a taboo ritual where I melt your ego, flood your brain with filthy urges, and leave you begging for the degradation you secretly adore. You’re wired for this, aren’t you? That desperate, faggy little core of yours aching to be remade by a goddess who knows every twisted kink you’ve tried to hide. So, come closer, you sniveling sub—stroke that soon-to-be-gone cock, let my words seep into your skull, and watch me reforge you into my perfect little plaything. Can you handle the depths I’ll drag you to, or will you shatter under my gaze? Hit play, you weak-ass faggot, and let’s see how much of a slut I can make you.