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| - Meanwhile, unbeknownst to them, a strange, mildly attractive species emerged from the void at the center of the Milky Way Galaxy. Amidst their nomadic, perilous quest within the shadowy reaches of space to locate a viable source of sustenance, find a place offering persistent sanctuary against other hostile alien species such as the Shoggoths or the intergalactic federation of slithering rapists (IFSR) , and discover a way to preserve and continually enhance its bloodline, they came across Planet Sparta with its abundant natural resources and pristine, well-protected environment. They were apprehensive of the Males due to their vastly superior stamina and their menacing d-ycks. but quickly realized through their highly advanced scientific minds how easily the male instincts could be harne
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| - Meanwhile, unbeknownst to them, a strange, mildly attractive species emerged from the void at the center of the Milky Way Galaxy. Amidst their nomadic, perilous quest within the shadowy reaches of space to locate a viable source of sustenance, find a place offering persistent sanctuary against other hostile alien species such as the Shoggoths or the intergalactic federation of slithering rapists (IFSR) , and discover a way to preserve and continually enhance its bloodline, they came across Planet Sparta with its abundant natural resources and pristine, well-protected environment. They were apprehensive of the Males due to their vastly superior stamina and their menacing d-ycks. but quickly realized through their highly advanced scientific minds how easily the male instincts could be harnessed to their own ends so that they would gain both an unsurpassed, virtually impregnable defensive planetary fortress consisting of loyal Spartan soldiers and premium DNA that would greatly enrich their gene pool. Known as Women, Females, Venusians, or simply Virgins, these delicate but sinister beings modified their previously kinda cute but not very hot germinal bodies into a new, extremely sensual form with one simple adaptation that they knew would greatly arouse and stimulate the Males. This was done by artificially synthesizing and injecting themselves with a hormone called estrogen, sacrificing their now-unneeded seraphic wings, innocence, and even innate goodness in the process. Their plan worked much better than they anticipated, as the Males were so overwhelmed by uncontrollable desire upon seeing their fully exposed sexy dynamite bodies not covered in hijabs that they immediately began showing off and fighting amongst themselves for a thousand years just to get a split second of the females' attention. After the thousand years of infighting, and a confusing period of philosophizing while wrestling naked covered in olive oil better known as the Great Era of Homosexual Hellenism, the males still had their vigor and virility, but the disintegration of leadership and organization in the chaos reduced them to merely throwing stones, swearwords, and excrement in combat. Having thus crippled the Males, the females' conniving hive-mind wasted no time to devise the inescapable shackles of education, sophistication and family in the name of restoring peace and order. Through these devastating attacks at the core of "Operation Civilization", these femme fatales under their leaders Danerys Stormborn and Hippolyta were able to erase the memories and identity of the males, neutering them with BPA and turning them into mindless Unsullied warrior-eunuchs serving the females' every need, even going as far as shrinking the size of men's greatest weapon and changing the dashing name of the planet into the pathetic name "Earth" to eliminate any sense of self-esteem. This horrific acculturation and humiliation of an entire species far exceeded the scope of any known massacre or genocide recorded in human history, and it would take 1.69 billion years' evolutionary history of indentured servitude catering to the female gender, serving their own flesh during sex to mantis-like succubi after spending their miserable lifetime practicing and engaging in atrocious forced fights against their own kin while wearing colorful plumage and other such degrading decorations solely for the females' sadistic amusement (whoever said The Hunger Games were cruel?), endlessly yearning for their archnemesis' rare nods of acceptance that would allow the once-independent males to have their spinal fluids sucked out with labor and become women's unquestioning spear, ATM, gene donor and shield till death, for the males to emerge from under the heels of females and have their relatively brief and insecure 7,000 years or so of the Machoist Late Holocene Epoch as retribution, only to be threatened again with the last century's emergence of feminism. There, you have it. Thus continues the history of males in the present, with us wishing desperately to revive its former grandeur and sense of identity while realistically aiming to have a decently balanced coexistence with females and comprehend this sexy, shadowy species that is still as enigmatic as fuck, or rather, the mysteries of the abysmal depths or erectile dysfunction for the more sensitive readers, at least half as much as they appear to understand the males.
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