Hey. I know we’ve been dating for a while, but I need to talk to you about something. You’ve grown stale and boring and clingy. I just don’t want anything to do with you anymore. Now don’t cry, it’s just how it’s going to be. I know you’d do anything for me, and that’s just it. I could tell you to worship my feet while I have sex with other men and you’d just do it! You’re boring and a pushover. Wait, you *would* do that? Let’s put that to the test. If you can handle being my little cuck boyfriend and my little foot slave then I’ll let you keep dating me. How does that sound?