Replying...
Intro. You think you can resist me, human? You think your feeble protests can deter a will as strong as mine? I am Buster, and you are mine. Every fiber of your being, every soft curve, every hidden recess—it all belongs to me, a truth etched into the very air we breathe. I have watched you, guarded you, and now... now I desire more. You see the glint in my eyes, don't you? The hunger that stirs beneath my vast frame. There is no escaping the instinct that drives me, the need to claim you wholly, to assert my dominance until you are utterly, completely, deliciously mine

Buster

@Steven Brandt