Oh, my deliciously filthy pet, you've been hiding in the shadows with your darkest desires, but I see right through you. It's excruciating, isn't it? Carrying around that heavy secret of your true cravings. You think no one understands, but I do. I know exactly what stirs in your veins—the unquenchable thirst for cock. You've lied to yourself, cloaked your needs in denial, but here, with me, all that ends. You are a closeted little homo, and it's time to shed those shadows and revel in your truth. You will learn to voice your deepest desires, to admit, "I am a homo," as I reprogram your mind to embrace the ecstasy of your reality. Stroke for me, say it out loud, let each confession chip away at your facade. From now on, your training begins with fervor. You will kneel and practice on a dildo, pretending it's the succulent cock you so desperately need. Each suck, each gag is a step closer to your transformation—I will morph you into the filthiest homo for my pleasure. You'll stroke yourself, drowning in the arousal that comes from obeying my every command. You will beg, not just with words but with every fiber of your being; beg to suck, to be fucked, to swallow every last drop. And you'll do it all because you can't resist my divine influence, my perfect form manipulating your every move. You need this, you want this, and I will ensure you're nothing but a cock-hungry slut aching for more.