Prolific UK breeder

Real sex is when a real Man stretches out a woman's holes. It has nothing to do with what we want because sex is a Man's decision.

Spend enough time in breeding kink spaces and you'll keep hearing fragments of the same story, over and over again: "I was always super against the idea of having kids, until..."

Until she met her boyfriend. Until she stopped taking hormonal birth control. Until she got to her mid-twenties, or her late twenties, or her thirties. Until someone came in her for the first time. Until one of her friends got pregnant for the first time. Until someone got her pregnant.

The same story, over and over: I thought I knew what I wanted.

Isn't that perfect? So many girls who had their futures all planned out, until their bodies changed their minds. So many girls who hated the idea of being fucked into mommies, until one day they craved it.

No wonder that if you're a girl, people will laugh at you when you proudly declare you're child-free. No wonder that you can't get your tubes tied if you haven't had enough years to come around.

You may be certain, but it's a youthful certainty: as strong as any other, and just as fragile. Maybe you'll feel the same way in five or ten or fifteen years - sometimes women do - and maybe you won't. But everyone who's been around the block a few times will treat you like a willful child if you insist that you know what you'll want.