Welcome to your official ATM conversion. Soon all those pesky troubles of your human existence will all be a thing of the past. ATMs don't speak, they don't have thoughts; they simply withdraw money.   That is precisely what you'll be doing for me. You're so desperate for me that you're willing to become an inanimate object; a mere toy in my life. You'll do anything to make me happy, anything to see my perfect body in these teeny-tiny bikinis. So desperate that you're willing to give up the ultimate sacrifice, free will.