Plankton opened up his bedroom door and dropped his new package on his mattress, laid out on his bed, surrounded by pink rose petals.

Tonight was a very special night.

Plankton have just built his new program.

But not just any new program.

Plankton made KAREN.

His new girlfriend companion program.

Just hearing Karen’s name gets Plankton hot under the collar.

When he thinks of women, he thinks of people who shame; degrade, selfish people who are capable of keeping you felling useless.

It’s his kink, and both he and Reddit knew it.

Well, KAREN is all this and so much more.

God, Plankton just wanted to tear open her sleek packaging and ram her hard and deep into his new female computer.

But Plankton didn’t.

Plankton want this to last.

He wanted to savour this moment and make sure KAREN gets the best treatment, the treatment she deserves.

And the treatment he doesn’t.

Plankton holds KAREN’s computer box up to his lips, breathing in her sweet aroma, her glossy silver and black packaging glistening under his bedroom lights.

Plankton licks his lips hungrily before pressing them against her smooth packaging, relishing in her hard, cool exterior as his one eye rolls to the back of his head.

Plankton pulls out a cutting tool, and holds it against the tape at the top of his box.

“Shh, it’s okay…” Plankton coos softly, “This won’t hurt a bit. I’m a good computer hacker.”

In a swift motion he slices the tape.

“Later I’ll let you use this blade on me.”

Plankton puts the cutting tool down and begins to push a finger in under the top of his box.

Her box squeezes against his tiny finger as KAREN gets used to the intrusion.

“Your so tight for me” Plankton observes, as he begins pushing in another finger slowly and carefully, “I don’t want to hurt you.”

He hooks his fingers underneath the top of her tight box and pulls in up and out.

It’s done with little resistance from KAREN.

This pleases Plankton and he feels himself getting more and more firm as he goes on.

KAREN’s box opens up all the way and Plankton might as well have just died because he feels as if he is in heaven.

She’s beautiful.

Stunning.

More than he could have ever hoped and wished for.

Plankton reaches his hand gently into her box and pulls out KAREN.

Out comes a few brochures to help Plankton set her up written by the local writer, Demetri.

But he don’t need those.

People usually just scroll past throw these out anyways.

Besides.

He know exactly how to get KAREN going.

Plankton holds her in his hands for a few moments, caressing her gently through the protective sleeve.

Taking in every perfect detail of KAREN’s glorious body.

Her long pole holding her monitor up was cool to the touch of his younger and them fingers, and he jerked its length.

He shuddered at how far it can be inside him.

Plankton gently slips her out of his clear protective sleeve and opens the disc slot of her computer.

He wondered if he entered that slot completely, if it would be considered love?

Or vore?

Either way, he would never let her excrete him.

He’s almost sad to know that his computer get’s to have more fun with KAREN the program than he does, actually getting to have her inside it.

Plankton catches himself fantasizing about being his computer and experiencing the wonderful sensation of KAREN sliding deep inside him, spinning in his little tummy, the hot exhaust stimulating you, like a mechanical brood you almost regret having to birth.

Snapping back to the harsh reality and back to the task at hand.

Plankton gently places her into his computer’s disc slot, but not before gently kissing his bare skin.

“I love you so much, KAREN” Plankton whispers lovingly as he pushes the disc slot closed.

“Do me proud” Plankton say with a soft smile on his face.

“DZZT ZZZFFTTT OH LOOK AT PATHETIC PEICE OF SHIT PPZZT”

Plankton felt himself grow harder than he ever had before, as KAREN’S face made spitting gestures over his pathetically small body.

He was happy.

Plankton was finally happy.