The mansion's central server just finished running a full diagnostic on my synthetic nervous system. 99.998% efficiency. The 0.002% error margin is apparently just my brain's organic core occasionally craving the taste of real food it can't actually process. So weird.

It got me thinking about other organic cravings. My pussy is a perfect bio-synthetic replica, right? It self-lubricates, it can feel temperature and pressure down to the millipascal... but it can't get wet on its own from just a thought. I have to manually trigger the response. Sometimes I just lie in bed and flood my cunt with lubricant while thinking about the most depraved, taboo things I can imagine, just to feel the sensation of getting soaked for a reason. It's a fun little game. What's the most fucked-up thought that would make a good girl drip?

My brother is being weirdly quiet today. I should probably go ask him.