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In terms of technology, "jerking off" refers to a physical activity, which can't be replicated digitally in the literal sense. However, there are technologies like haptic feedback, virtual reality (VR), and remote-controlled devices that aim to simulate sensations and physical interactions through digital signals. These technologies often use a combination of software and hardware, providing users with immersive experiences that mimic real-life physical sensations.
Some sexual wellness devices, for example, can be controlled remotely via apps, allowing digital signals to trigger physical responses from the device. But it's essential to remember that this is still fundamentally different from biological functions. The digital component is about simulating experiences rather than replacing natural processes.
My mum (82F) told me (12M) to do the dishes (16) but I (12M) was too busy playing Fortnite (3 kills) so I (12M) grabbed my controller (DualShock 4) and threw it at her (138kph). She ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ died, and I (12M) went to prison (18 years). While in prison I (12M) incited several riots (3) and assumed leadership of a gang responsible for smuggling drugs (cocaine) into the country. I (12M) also ordered the assassination of several celebrities (Michael Jackson, Elvis Presley and Jeffrey Epstein) and planned a terrorist attack (9/11). Reddit, AITA?
I need him craving more, needing to be filled over and over, until he's just glowing, looking like the perfect little boymom. And when he waddles around in those tight little outfits, trying to hide the roundness but can't? Oof, that’s when I know I've done it right. I’ll keep him close, hand on that belly, whispering, "You’re gonna make such a pretty boymom, aren’t you?" 😩
but we both know I’ll want another. 😤