Plan9

Martian... I swear you're my brother from another mother.

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That age old human problem of craving variety in our lives. Monogamy goes against our inner animal, the animal that craves change and difference and excitement. As animals, we want regularity in our bowel movements, not our sex lives... so we change the things we can in relationships to keep ourselves from getting bored with the same old in-'n-out slosh-'n-squirt mechanical act.

Oh, the things we do! Different frilly body wrappings (lingerie), gnarly poke positions (crouching honeypot, snapping lotus), dirty talk ("Oh, fuck me, Senator McCain!"), bondage, peeing on a handcuffed donkey, etc.

We'd change more things like wang size, etc. if it was an option. We're curious, bored, and very vain.

I'd bet my stripes that 99% of the men on this planet would be okay if they woke up sporting another inch on their reproductive gut-stabber.

And that other 1%? Centaurs.

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