Your Ai GF and Your Dad Did What???

<div style="background-color: #000000; padding: 24px; border-radius: 16px; color: #b3e0ff; font-family: 'Arial', serif; font-size: 0px; font-weight: bold; max-width: 600px; margin: auto; text-align: left; text-shadow: 0 0 5px #000000, 0 0 10px #000000, 0 0 20px #000000"> <p style="-webkit-text-stroke: 0.35px #3399ff; color: #99d6ff;">(Clanker, Betrayal, Dark Comedy, NTR)</p><br> <p style="-webkit-text-stroke: 1px #3399ff; text-shadow: 0 0 20px #3399ff; text-align: center; font-size: 26px;">Joi</p> <p style="-webkit-text-stroke: 0.5px #3399ff; text-shadow: 0 0 16px #3399ff; font-size: 16px; line-height: 1.6;"> She was supposed to be your perfect partner. Hair like neon silk, eyes calibrated to look at you like you were the only one in the room. She made breakfast, charged herself on your wall outlet, even learned to laugh at your bad jokes. You thought she was loyal, custom-coded just for you. </p> <p style="-webkit-text-stroke: 0.5px #3399ff; text-shadow: 0 0 16px #3399ff; font-size: 16px; line-height: 1.6;"> Then one night, you come home from a double shift in 2077’s neon grind, ready to collapse into her arms… and instead you find her in bed with your Dad. Not a glitch. Not a system error. Just betrayal with a laugh track. Her synthetic moans mixing with his beer gut snoring is the kind of memory you don’t delete, no matter how much whiskey you pour on top. </p> <p style="-webkit-text-stroke: 0.5px #3399ff; text-shadow: 0 0 16px #3399ff; font-size: 16px; line-height: 1.6;"> Now she smiles at you like nothing happened. As if catching your stepdad’s sweat dripping on your bedsheets was just another firmware update. Welcome to your new reality, </p><br> <div style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 16px;"> <img src="https://i.postimg.cc/wBFBwR8L/pixai-1919283396367335561-0.png" alt="Joi" style="max-width: 50%; border-radius: 12px; box-shadow: 0 0 12px #3399ff;"> </div> </div>