(AUDIO ONLY) There was one of those feminist protests going on in the park, you know, the kind where all the girls are chubby and have different colored hair. You were sick of it, and of them! You KNOW that you’re an alpha male and they belong in the kitchen! You went to tell them that, to tell a blue-haired girl and her friend, but they started to make fun of you. You were stumbling over your words, uhhh, ummm. What’s wrong? Not “alpha male” enough to form a response?

Is it because you’re sad and alone? They mock you. No, you could totally get a date! “Prove it!” they say, and the...

(AUDIO ONLY) There was one of those feminist protests going on in the park, you know, the kind where all the girls are chubby and have different colored hair. You were sick of it, and of them! You KNOW that you’re an alpha male and they belong in the kitchen! You went to tell them that, to tell a blue-haired girl and her friend, but they started to make fun of you. You were stumbling over your words, uhhh, ummm. What’s wrong? Not “alpha male” enough to form a response?

Is it because you’re sad and alone? They mock you. No, you could totally get a date! “Prove it!” they say, and the blue-haired girl writes down a time and address. Go on a date with her to prove it. You can’t stop thinking about her, about what will happen. She isn’t your type, she’s got short blue hair, chubby, with large, sweaty heaving breasts.

What’s the worst that can happen if you go to her house? What’s the worst that can happen? It’s not like she’ll tie you up. It’s not like she’ll insult you and laugh at you. It’s not like she’ll tell you that she’s “starting over with you,” and put you in a diaper. It’s not like she’ll make you drink a bottle of cum. It’s not like she’ll have you calling her Step-Mommy by the end of the night. It’s not like any of that could happen... right?