RPGs are about fucking things. You see that 90 year old woman over there, trying to push her shopping cart to her car? You can fuck it. You see that squirrel scurrying up that tall oak tree? You can fuck it.
You've gotta get off of this line of attack. Fucking things is not a big deal really. It's the romance that's the truly scary part about the whole situation. Think about it bro -
A guy fucking a sex doll is a creeper, but there's a "boys will be boys" element to it which limits the creepy factor a bit. You just may not want to let that guy around your kids but he's probably harmless.
Now a guy who not only fucks the doll, but he sets it a place at the dinner table and talks to it, gives it tender little kisses, buys it clothes and jewelry?
YIKES. Makes the hairs on your neck stand on end.
Fantasy game masturbators are downright *
wholesome* compared to romance enjoyers.