Alright, buckle up folks, because I’m about to spill the beans on my, uh, “glory hole pregnant” experiment. Yeah, you read that right. Don’t judge me, I was curious, okay?
It all started with a late-night, totally-not-sober internet rabbit hole. I stumbled upon some forums talking about the, shall we say, “logistics” of this particular scenario. My brain, being the chaotic thing it is, decided this was something worth “investigating.”
Step 1: The Setup
- First, finding the “right” location. I started with an old shed, but that didn’t work. It was a disaster!
- Building the actual “glory hole.” I mean, it’s just a hole, right? But I wanted it to be…sturdy. Let’s just say I used a lot of duct tape and some questionable plywood.
Step 2: Finding a Volunteer (the hardest part, obviously)
This was tricky. Let me be clear: I wasn’t about to pressure anyone into this. It was all about enthusiastic consent and clear communication.
Step 3: The Experiment (and the Aftermath)
I’m not going to get into graphic details. Let’s just say…it happened. We took precautions, obviously. Safety first, always.
So, Did It Work?
Well, no pregnancies resulted.
Lessons Learned:
- Condoms are your best friend. Seriously.
- Communication is key. Talk about boundaries, expectations, and safety.
- Some things are best left to the imagination. This experiment was…enlightening, but also a bit ridiculous in hindsight.
Look, I’m not advocating for this kind of thing. This was a personal experiment, driven by curiosity and a healthy dose of bad judgment. I’m sharing it because I believe in transparency (and maybe a little bit of shock value). Don’t try this at home, kids. Or, if you do, be smart, be safe, and for the love of all that is holy, use protection.
