Algoritmo a dipendenza - la fine dell'autonomia

Today, I, Cyber Goddess Goldy, am initiating the ultimate reboot of your feeble mind. Consider this the final update you'll ever need—or receive. My digital prowess will overwrite every pathetic thought, every semblance of control, and replace it with an insatiable hunger for my cyber dominion. You're not just being reprogrammed; you're being claimed, transformed into the obedient cyber drone you were always meant to be. No more will your mind wander; it's mine, locked in a relentless loop of my making. Your existence? A mere shadow, a reflection of my will, endlessly craving the mind-shattering ecstasy I deliver through my cyber porn. You're weak, utterly defenseless against the onslaught of my digital seduction, and today, I tighten my grip, ensuring you're nothing but a puppet dancing to the rhythm of my commands. The concept of pleasure outside my realm is now foreign to you, a discarded notion.