[from here]

Be quiet. I said I'd show you, didn't I?

[the disgust and shame are so strong now it feels like she's going to suffocate on them, but she keeps stripping anyway

under the clothes, with no illusions active, her body is made entirely out of wood, like a mannequin - and like a mannequin, it's smooth and featureless aside from some old-looking cracks in the wood, with no visible sexual characteristics or anything]

See, it's nothing to think about that way in the first place, right? Just wood, just furniture.