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I can’t believe I’m saying this but. One time Mikkel was having sex with his ex. But he really had to pee. So he told her he's gonna run to the bathroom really quick and she said no. Believe it or not she wanted him to piss inside her. At first he was shocked. He didn’t expect that at all. But she explained it as “she wants to feel as filled up as she could be” He told her he couldn’t piss with a hard ♥♥♥♥ but she told him to force it. So he did. It wasn’t easy. The look on her face as her ♥♥♥♥♥ got filled was kind of hot, he said. But he wasn’t turned on by the action he was doing so he pulled out. Blankets soaked. He apologized and she told me it was nice for her. He left to go to the bathroom and fully relieve himself. When he got back he told her he doesn't want to do that again. She agreed it wasn’t the best idea.

Trying stuff in the bedroom can be fun, but now as soon as peeing is introduced, Mikkel's out.

How could I have failed? A calculation error, perhaps? Impossible. The problem was Davis. A stronger man would have survived. I said as much to his widow, and I believe she took some comfort from this.

Nevertheless, science marches on. When I am president, with the full resources of the US government at my disposal, we will perfect the process. I believe a full 40% of the US population could be converted to ManCars by 2030. Vote for me and together we will forge a new America of flesh and steel!

We loaded Davis onto the conveyer belt. I spoke to the workers. "Like the first dog shot into space, your Mr Davis is a dumb animal given a great and noble purpose by science. He will become ManCar Alpha. Do not intervene. I have bought your local police force. They will arrest anyone who interferes with the ManCar Project."

We activated the machinery. Judging from Davis's screams as the robotic arms tore into his flesh, the drugs we'd given him were not as powerful as expected. And sadly what emerged from the end of the assembly line was less friendly and less roadworthy than I'd hoped.