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“Hmm hmm, spying on people in their dreams.. a useful tool for making people embarrassed.”

Speaking his “thoughts” out loud, he grinned. He let off one of those awful laughs, the kind you’d most likely never hear from something human. Walking closer to her, then looking back to the invention, he thought for a moment. 

“You’re right! I’ve got a question for ya, what gave you the idea to make this thing in the first place? It’s nice though, even a useless pig like you can make something so practical.”

“Depends, would you enjoy it?”

“Would it really be sexy if I said it out loud?”

“Maybe it’s a stigma and you could help me remove it. I could also help you if you got stressed.”

“Ah, so you want me to do it thinking about you. I don’t know why, but it feels like it’s ruined for me, maybe it’s because of old me. Do you want me to ask it?”

“I just feel wrong when I do it, I can’t masturbate to most things. I watch porn and I’m like the person on screen probably would feel sickened if she knew people like me were doing it, you know? Weed doesn’t care, and records were meant to be listened too.”

“Masturbation? That’s for chumps. Weed or records works way better.”

“Then what do you do when you want to relax?”

“I like you more now. What do you invent?”

“I like me too! Just kidding. I don’t. So what do you like to do in your spare time?”