She was always told the opposite of things. Clean is dirty. Less is more. Wet is dry. Posing is traveling. With this deceit of logic, like a cold fire, came of course an afterbirth. The sting of cold is actually a burn. And a baby is born out of nature’s need to re-claim the truth. A virgin birth trying to prove it’s own unlikelihood.
Of course, this revolution was not apparent to her. She was under the impression that she had been educated. That she was now a grown woman. Her body, on the other hand, was very aware of the lies. Her body reacted, not unlike an allergy but much more aggressive. Surely. There were outbursts. Attacks. Controversial events. Then again, she wouldn’t remember any of it when it all had passed.
- Introduction voice over for feminist tentacle porn series “Tio Ton Tös”