I want to objectify you.
I know you as a person, what you like, most of the time.
But now that we know each other, that we respect each other, I'd like to objectify you.
I want to look at you like a beautiful thing, an object to be desired. I want to daydream about obtaining you, and what I would do with you if you were mine.
I want to think about your inherent appeal as art, your body and the sexual applications that come with it. I want to think about caring for your needs. I want to imagine the value you have even without the parts of you that I've gotten to know, even without those personality traits that make you unique.
I want to objectify you, please.
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