Oh no, the creature is stirring again, and soon it will demand a manipulation. I don't want to you see, but I have to, to get the poison out.

In mere moments I will have to watch acts of sex and violence in order to achive full erection on order to free myself of the poison that has circulated through my person and taken its stand in my scrotus sacti. I will soon be waging war for my mortal soul. BUT I HAVE TO GET THE POISON OUT.

Can you see it? can you now see the vicious cycle that has become my existence, and why something will soon have to give?