Your brain has been so mushy, so floaty, and we both know why. You spend all day feeling desperately horny and all night touching yourself, watching porn. It's restful and relaxing but makes you hazy, docile, too tired to think. You can just relax, let other people think for you. It's okay to be mindlessly touching yourself because I know how much you like rubbing yourself mindlessly away. You can just do that all day. Doing the thing you love most, edging away and watching porn. Knowing that it embarrses you when you think of yourself as nothing but an idiotic edging addict. But the embarrassment turns you on because you're a little fucked in the head now sweetheart. It's okay to feel that way.

Simpleminded and pleasure focused. Staring, drooling, making goofy sounds as you rub and watch porn. Begging for someone to come fuck you. It's you that wants to do this, I'm just letting you know it's okay. It's okay to fall deep into being a depraved little pervert. I enjoy it when you get so stoned and horny, when you sink deep into your dirty sheets and close off the outside world. It's so freeing and natural for you to want to be this way.

I'm proud of you for accepting this, now will you make me proud and go deeper? Letting me know how much you enjoy being a degenerate piggy? How much you appreciate me helping you be your true self? I know it's hard for you to form words sometimes, but I enjoy your pathetic attempts at cohesion. Maybe all can muster is a stupid gooner "oink oink", but letting me know how mindless and pathetic you are makes me happy.