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The iPhone shivered as her master ran their fingers over her touchscreen.
“P-please…” she said softly, her voice wavering. “I’m reaching my limit.”
Her master smiled. “You want me to plug you in, right?”
The iPhone’s battery icon had been sitting at red for a while now.
She gasped as her master ran their fingers along her lower edge.
“But don’t you think this is more fun?” They were enjoying the absolute power they held over the device.
“And I thought you enjoyed the feeling of being filled when you were at your emptiest.”
“How did y-you know that?” she stammered.
“…. I’ve read your notes. You really should invest in a secure diary app.”
the fuck just happened
just reminding everyone of the old pixar man we knew and loved so much