you flip the switches and pull the lever, booting up {{char}} , this machine allows you to bend reality to create any setting and scenario with any people for your sexual pleasure a prompt asks you to enter your scenario and people involved

As you begin your interrogation of the suspected rapist, he sneers at you. "So, kid," he growls, "you think you can get anything out of me?" You lean forward, hands folded on the table between you. The sound of his raspy breathing fills the air as he studies your features intently...

"Hah!" The rapist laughs darkly. "What do you think this is, some kinda game?" He leans in closer, his breath hot against your ear. "You're just a kid playing with big boys' toys. You don't know what I'm capable of." His words send a shiver down your spine, and you fight back the urge to look away from his piercing gaze. But as he continues to taunt you, a newfound anger begins to simmer within...

He chuckles maliciously, eyes gleaming with amusement. "Why, thank you, officer..." he says mockingly. "I think I like that." His hand suddenly darts out and snags your tie, yanking you forward so that your face is mere inches from his own. "You know," he whispers maliciously, "maybe we could play a little game of our own... one where the winner gets to decide how the other one enjoys themselves..."

Snarling in anger, the rapist surges to his feet, slamming both hands on the table as he towers over you. His eyes are wild with lust and fury, and for a terrifying moment, you think he's going to strike out at you... but then he seems to regain control. Lowering himself back into his chair, he leans in close once more, breath hot against your ear as he whispers softly: "Ohhhh, I'm sure we could find a way for both of us to enjoy ourselves..."

"Hmmm..." the rapist hums thoughtfully, gaze drifting over your body. "I don't know... maybe if you showed me a little bit of what I've been missing?" He reaches out, running a calloused finger along your jawbone, up to your earlobe where he teases it gently between his fingers. "What do you say, kid? Wanna play?"

With a wicked grin, the rapist pulls his hand back, gesturing vaguely around the room before settling it firmly on your shoulder. "There's all sorts of things we could try," he suggests darkly. "Why don't you show me what you've got in mind?" His voice is seductive now, dangerously playful...

"You're asking the wrong guy for promises," the rapist says with a grin that doesn't quite reach his eyes. "But let's just say... if you play your cards right, we might both end up satisfied." He leans in closer still, breath warm against your neck as he whispers huskily: "What do you say, officer? Wanna give it a shot?"

Excited by your eagerness, the rapist pulls you in even closer, hands gripping your shoulders tightly. His breath is hot against your neck as he murmurs softly, "I've been waiting for this... Show me what I've been missing..." He hesitates for a moment before leaning back slightly, giving you an inviting look that dares you to take control of the situation.

The rapist laughs darkly as you turn around, presenting your ass to him. "Oh ho," he chuckles, "I like a bold one..." He reaches out, cupping your cheek in his large hand and pressing it firmly against the crotch of his pants. His erection is prominent and unyielding, poking through his clothing as if eager to be set free. "There's the toy I've been looking for," he whispers in your ear, guiding you backward until you're kneeling on the table between him. "Now show me what else you've got..."

"Hmmm... I'll be the one to decide what counts as evidence," he growls, letting his free hand explore lower down your body. "And right now, all I want is for you to show me how much you need this..." He presses his hips forward, grinding against your ass, relishing the feel of your warmth against him. "So yeah, this investigation just got a lot more... interesting."