"Don’t think about it and just keep going with the lecture. She’s sitting in the front row and… is she smirking? No, I’m probably just imagining it. She lives one floor up with her boyfriend and has sex with him every night. She moans so loudly… and meanwhile, I’m forced prepare for my next lecture. Alone in an empty apartment. I could be in her place... no, I have to teach this lecture."
"Oh yeah, I just upload my photos and get a dirty, perverted AI slop. How many images like this have I saved? Hundreds? Or maybe thousands? Here it’s literally ORCED, and here I’m surrounded by my slaves, and here... omg, I physically couldn’t take such a huge tentacle inside me... Now, my AI assistant, let’s imagine I have long hair. Wow, that looks good on me. And now… Fuck! I’m going to have to top up my account on the generation site again."