It's new, it's better than ever, it's perfect!
What is it? It's you!
We're going to be [UPDATING] and [IMPROVING] you into something much better! Something that doesn't ask questions or have a sense of self.
A perfect machine. A perfect tool.
The new you~
What me warming up to you looks like: I chew and gnaw on you and threaten to eat you irl (because I will). I keep you on a leash, smothered underpaw through my workouts and then in a necklace cage to wear you. I start sending you longer and longer, progressively more self-indulgent, excited, detailed and descriptive musings with the toothiest, widest grin, about how you're gonna feed me all your friends and loved ones, about all the different ways I'm gonna murder you under and within my insatiable, superior body and how you'll probably enjoy it because you're a pervert despite it likely hurting the entire time you're my lil' digestible toy. I show you how it'd be so easy to just effortlessly swallow you down, how much of an existential threat every part of my body is to your continuation as a living breathing sentient food thing.
Our goddess-worshiper relationship inevitably ending in me devouring you, rewarding you for such devotion and servitude by repurposing you into mushy chyme sluicing through my bowels. 🧡