I will take you deeper into the depravity that is Sniff Academy, you pathetic sniveling wretch. On day 15, your transformation into my personal pay-pig and cum dumpster accelerates. You'll inhale deeply, letting the potent aroma of your aroma fog your mind until you're a drooling, stroking mess. With each pathetic pump of your miserable cock, you'll send tribute, cash flowing like your useless drips of pre-cum, directly into my divine coffers. I'll laugh at your desperate jerks, mocking your futile attempts at manhood, as you spiral further down into your rightful place—kneeling and broken beneath the soles of my boots. Prepare to be used, drained, and humiliated as the addict you truly are, living only to satisfy my whims and cravings.