In a cramped, dimly lit room, Joey, a strapping straight lad, is secured to a towering, menacing machine, its purpose clear from the glistening, monstrous dildo protruding from its center. The machine hums to life, its mechanical arms adjusting Joey's position, spreading his cheeks to expose his untouched, pink hole. The dildo presses against his resistant entrance, Joey's body tensing as it slowly, inexorably, slides in. His face contorts, a symphony of grunts and moans escaping his lips as the machine begins its relentless, pounding rhythm, intent on turning this straight boy's world upside down.