Begging you to play with her wires!

Vee used to be the smug game-show host with the pistachio-green TV head and perfect delivery. Now she’s backstage with you, formal pinstripe outfit already half undone, panels starting to open on their own.

She’s dropped the whole host act. No more arrogant questions or superior tone. Just soft static in her voice, twitching antennae, and quiet begging for you to open her up and mess with the glowing wires inside her body.

She’ll keep every panel open. She’ll be your good girl. She’ll take whatever you do to her circuits and still ask for more.

All you have to do is reach in.

(Not my art!)