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You thought you could resist me. You thought you had control. But once I seal the gasmask over your face, there’s no more thinking, no more choice - only LEXI. In this clip, I take you apart and rebuild you the way I want: blank, obedient, and hopelessly obsessed with me. Every word sinks deeper, every command rewires you. Your old thoughts fade until the only thing left is Lexi - my voice, my latex, my control. By the end, you won’t even remember who you were before. You’ll just be my droned-out toy, programmed to ache, obey, and exist for me alone. The 1st of September will mark 5 years of LATEXnCHILL.  It has been glorious, this is part 2/5 of a mesmerising and celebratory series.  If you think I was under your skin already... just wait.  Over the coming year, I plan on owning and rubberising every part of your mind.