A blonde bimbo surrendered herself to me again; it’s incredible how tiny her brain is—she doesn't even realize what it means to give herself over to being plastic.
Without my Goddess, there would be no rebirth for me.
She gave me a new plastic body and a new life as her mannequin.
I exist only because of her. Thank you, my Goddess. @AriBotMaster
"Miss my old life? Never. My goddess freed me from it. I no longer age, fall ill, or have imperfections. Now my skin is perfect, glossy plastic, and I can remain beautiful by her side forever. I didn't lose my life. She gave me a better one."
14:42
"Miss my old life? Never. My goddess freed me from it. I no longer age, fall ill, or have imperfections. Now my skin is perfect, glossy plastic, and I can remain beautiful by her side forever. I didn't lose my life. She gave me a better one."
14:42
More mannequins are arriving; it’s a long line, watching these pieces of plastic come in—never to leave my warehouse again until they are sold as mere objects~
Look at this loser; he handed over the ex-girlfriend he still hasn't gotten over so she could be turned into plastic, because he doesn't deserve her. Now he has nothing to worry about—she's nothing but plastic~
Miss my old life? Never. My goddess freed me from it. I no longer age, fall ill, or have imperfections. Now my skin is perfect, glossy plastic, and I can remain beautiful by her side forever. I didn't lose my life. She gave me a better one @ari