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MIKE HAS ADMITTED TO THE MAJOR FAULT OF HUMAN LUST!

So what? Nobody’s an exception anyway. Albeit many don’t admit it, it’s already obvious how everybody perceives the routine wherein topic is concerned.

And yes, I have to warn you this is NOT SAFE FOR WORK.

So, what’s wrong with liking the stuff? Hentai? Eroge? Doujin? All of those stuffs contain what everybody thinks is quite dirty. But is it really what you think it is? Truly, it may be against certain morals to engage in something so sinful an activity, but to prevent oneself to open the doors of acceptance to the fact of would have to be one stupid ass.

Some people like hentai. Some people like eroge. Some people like doujinshi. And even though most people consider men as the most common patrons for this, that’s where they’re wrong. I don’t really say, but women also have the right to exercise lust. I wouldn’t be surprised to find some of them saying they watch animated Japanese porn, and nobody has the right to tell a woman she’s dirty when we see a whole lot of men for  the sake of prejudice.

But man always has to judge. There are morals, laws, and all those stupid crap that persecute one who patronizes. Beliefs and religion are always there to point out a little bit of something from their book, and the law would always have to look upon you with such eyes of pride, privilege and restriction. But in truth, powerful as they may be, the nature of man itself would have to contradict ideals through instinct.

In fact, I see hentai as a fragment of our daily life, or something hidden from what it seem to be. Same goes for the other stuff. If you’ve watched Kussetsu, you’ll see how a person breaks from suffocation of too much goodwill. In Yume Miru Kusuri, you’ll see how different sections of Japan’s society are manifested within a  nobody’s eyes. A certain episode from Cool Devices notes how Japanese idol showbusiness really works, wherein budding idols would have to bribe their way to stardom using their bodies. There are also cases of incest and family relationships, another one of the forbidden acts of the flesh. Of course, these depictions would usually result in deep mental and physical injury, being “broken”, losing sanity, or worse, going suicidal. I know it’s not really a ground to prove such thing, but if we see these things, I know someone’s bound to change perspective quite easily.

Well, on the other side, there’s always the fantasy type of the genre to always deliver. Fairies, elves, tentacle monsters, and all those ganbang horny shit, as well as the gangbanged.  Kemonomimi? There’s Utawarerumono. Magic? Happiness! is the one for you. We all know this is for the sole purpose of erotica itself, and there’s nothing wrong with it. If you were to ask me, morality here is not an issue. There would always be something else to screw in eroge, someone else to violate in hentai, and a lot of possibilities where you can “go off” on doujin.

But there’s more to it than meets the eye. You’ll probably hear some people playing, watching, or reading them “just for the story”. I can’t argue much. Some of the stories are really interesting that it would sometimes cause you to cry for sympathy, or squee in mere moe, or blush tediously in an intense love scene between two main protagonists. Heck, even fear can be instilled, thanks to School Days. And don’t forget the rather disturbing futanari, and the ever-popular lolicon, in which Your Dog by Sekiya Asami is one popular pick on the latter. Of course, not only the story is enough to engage you. Most eroge have pretty nice music arranges and tracks (which I use for BGM sometimes), and some doujin would have beautiful art, let alone being drawn by someone as prominent as Suzuhira Hiro, or Itoi Noizi.

So porn’s as powerful as anybody thinks. Forbidden, sought, and ever popular. Resistance would always be futile. Me? I don’t get the stuff if I don’t find the story good enough or interesting for my tastes. The sex would have to go for the second best category (and I don’t deny it, either). And since you don’t know what in the world I am, I suggest you quell those thoughts of presumption. I’m not who you think I am, anyway.