Talk:Jimmy Rex/@comment-27517770-20170404201651

After looking at pornography for x+ years, one begins to develop.... deviant tastes. The old missionary style for the purposes of procreation just doesn't work anymore. So you begin to sample the various styles of sexual play one might only fantasize about. Blow jobs lead to hand jobs, doggy style leads to anal. You stop browsing hot young amateurs and move onto professional hardcore. You think to yourself, "these ladies are professionals, they know what they are doing".

From there it's various forms of pain play and abuse. You tell your mind that it's just role play, nobody is really getting hurt and you think you've reached the bottom but no. It goes deeper. You start to explore the other tabs and categories on your favorite porn site. Those tabs that seem to be there just for clickbait, to get more hits on the search engine. But no, those tabs aren't jokes. They aren't parody. They are real. So very very real. One click leads to another and you start to find things that, under normal circumstances, would break a man. Things that would give them unending nightmares if viewed outside the context of jerking off. Situations that you didn't even think were even possible.

"HOW DOES THAT EVEN FIT" you silently scream. But you don't really care, you are just going through the motions of fake outrage to keep your conscience quiet. After all, you are on a mission and that mission comes first. While you are masturbating, these things become novel and erotic. Days, weeks, months, years go by and you don't even realize it. Then one day, while beating your disgusting meat to that hot toothless, malnutritioned, circus clown midget amputee, you nut and suddenly everything becomes crystal clear. You finally realize just how far you've fallen and shame washes over you.