I, too, once indulged these scenarios to get the human contact I craved. My mother no longer lavished me with her form of affection - violence - so I had to rely on the only motherly and fatherly figures I had. The prom king and queen to be. It made me feel like the prom prince when they would hold me while making me bob for crapples (swirlies,) get me to join sports like dunking me into a trash can, or even just some good old fashioned cuddles like being choke slammed.

Unfortunately, nothing good lasts forever, as they moved away for college. I, being too socially inundated by my vast intellect to thrive in such a human interfacing, had to stay behind and pursue my cultural studies (hentai) and strenuous mental conditioning (nofapping.)