You can't help but get pulled in, obsessively gooning over me while you lurk like a loser, which I find pathetic, though amusing. I know you especially love seeing me in different sexy outfits, and that's exactly why trying on these looks will keep you hooked, your cock hard and your mind weak. I change into one outfit after another, teasing you about who bought them for me. Maybe another beta better than you did. Maybe an alpha who actually gets to fuck me picked this one out. Wouldn't you love to buy me clothes I'll wear on dates with real men, men you'll never measure up to?