Sell your soul to your Goddess instead of the devil. You would have the honor of living as a footstool for life. You would have the opportunity to polish my soles daily. You would have the need to suck and clean each of my toes. Sign your contract, weak
Nearly 1/3 of goal size? Is it supposed to be this easy to sit around and give my greedy tummy every last calorie and fat it wants? Fine! You talked me into it.