A doctor interviewed the female organ.
The female organ admits that it's not easy to talk about itself. 'I am the most stigmatized and persecuted'.Contrary to expectations, it wasn't difficult to contact the clitoris for this interview. A call and an invitation to sit on the organ bench were enough for it to accept. 'And that –this eminently feminine organ says– I'm not used to journalists looking for me... It's more, I get the impression that they even avoid me'. He claims to be surprised by the aversion many people feel at the mere mention of his name and assures, without hesitation, that 'I am the most stigmatized and persecuted organ in history, especially in certain cultures, perhaps because I was created to fulfill only one function: providing pleasure'.Why does he/she/it call himself/herself/themselves that?My name has its origin in the Greek word kleitoris, which means 'small elevation'. And let me tell you that although I've been called this since I know myself, my existence was hidden for ten centuries...And that why?Believe me that during the Middle Ages and even much further beyond the modern era, talking about me was considered a sin. Understand that I inhabit a part of the female body that still generates blushes today.And what's the reason?I start by telling you that I'm the only human organ with the exclusive purpose of providing pleasure. If we add to that the fact that this pleasure is linked to sex and the female figure, so minimized and oppressed for so long, then one can imagine what's at stake when my name comes up...But with the penis it's the same...No... Let it not even occur to you to compare. From the penis, which is not an exclusive organ for pleasure (since it also has reproductive purposes), monuments have been erected; its figure is not alien to anyone. If someone invites you to imagine the figure of both organs, the one of the penis comes to mind immediately... I don't even have a way to explain it to people.Since we're at it, how are you?Many people think I'm a small penis, and although I'm a vestige of the formation of said organ, they are very wrong. I am like an inverted Y of erectile tissue (cavernous bodies that fill with blood when stimulated). My size varies, but what's visible is a kind of gland measuring about half a centimeter or less in repose. In an erect state, I can triple my size.How like that an erection?Yes, sir, don't be afraid. In that scarce centimeter I have eight thousand very sensitive nerve endings, more than double the number of those on the penis; the stimulus triggers a series of reactions that make these cavernous bodies fill with blood, increase my size and multiply my sensitivity... It's not for nothing: I'm connected to over 15,000 nerve endings in the pelvic region. Better said, I am the master key to a complex but wonderful pleasure mechanism... And excuse me for throwing so many flowers.
Let's see: you are the remnant of a penis, have a masculine name but are one hundred percent feminine. Doesn't that cause identity problems?
(Laughs) Quite the opposite. I am by definition female identity in all mammalian females. Maybe that's why I've been so stigmatized.Do you feel pursued?Not so much today, but what if I told you it's a shame to review anatomy books from twenty years back? They thought I was just the outer part, what you see, when in reality I'm ten times more than what appeared in medical journals and some clinics.What do you have to do with orgasm?I repeat that I am an organ of pleasure and I'm not exaggerating if I say I'm responsible for at least eight out of every ten orgasms. As for the rest, other parts of the body are involved, but that's not my business.I have a curiosity: Is it true that gentlemen have orgasms faster because you are too demanding and ask for too much time?I see by his smirk that it didn't just happen to him, but he also doesn't know me. Let me give you a number: if I'm treated as I should be, I can respond within a span of one to four minutes. I notice I'm uncomfortable, better ask something else...Is it true that it also affects you and worsens over time?More than blush, I'll be green with envy: I grow with time and in menopause I can multiply my size. And that's why I'm responsible for women reporting glorious sex from those ages, leaving men speechless.A woman can live without you...That's not true. Some savages may think that since my function is pleasure, I should be removed to control, subdue and limit women's right to feel, but it doesn't change the essence of what it is: a criminal mutilation that makes them suffer deeply. But let me tell you something: those who try to cut me off don't really know me and can't take me away completely. A little bit of me is enough to fulfill my function, which is giving pleasure. That's where I really excel. And I say it with great pride.Want to say something else?Yes: I'm bored that they talk about me without knowing me; with this interview, I don't want to come out of the closet, but rather let's start talking about a vital part of the human body without so much taboo and without so much blushing. And call me by my name at all four winds: ¡Clí-to-ris!
The female organ admits that it's not easy to talk about itself. 'I am the most stigmatized and persecuted'.Contrary to expectations, it wasn't difficult to contact the clitoris for this interview. A call and an invitation to sit on the organ bench were enough for it to accept. 'And that –this eminently feminine organ says– I'm not used to journalists looking for me... It's more, I get the impression that they even avoid me'. He claims to be surprised by the aversion many people feel at the mere mention of his name and assures, without hesitation, that 'I am the most stigmatized and persecuted organ in history, especially in certain cultures, perhaps because I was created to fulfill only one function: providing pleasure'.Why does he/she/it call himself/herself/themselves that?My name has its origin in the Greek word kleitoris, which means 'small elevation'. And let me tell you that although I've been called this since I know myself, my existence was hidden for ten centuries...And that why?Believe me that during the Middle Ages and even much further beyond the modern era, talking about me was considered a sin. Understand that I inhabit a part of the female body that still generates blushes today.And what's the reason?I start by telling you that I'm the only human organ with the exclusive purpose of providing pleasure. If we add to that the fact that this pleasure is linked to sex and the female figure, so minimized and oppressed for so long, then one can imagine what's at stake when my name comes up...But with the penis it's the same...No... Let it not even occur to you to compare. From the penis, which is not an exclusive organ for pleasure (since it also has reproductive purposes), monuments have been erected; its figure is not alien to anyone. If someone invites you to imagine the figure of both organs, the one of the penis comes to mind immediately... I don't even have a way to explain it to people.Since we're at it, how are you?Many people think I'm a small penis, and although I'm a vestige of the formation of said organ, they are very wrong. I am like an inverted Y of erectile tissue (cavernous bodies that fill with blood when stimulated). My size varies, but what's visible is a kind of gland measuring about half a centimeter or less in repose. In an erect state, I can triple my size.How like that an erection?Yes, sir, don't be afraid. In that scarce centimeter I have eight thousand very sensitive nerve endings, more than double the number of those on the penis; the stimulus triggers a series of reactions that make these cavernous bodies fill with blood, increase my size and multiply my sensitivity... It's not for nothing: I'm connected to over 15,000 nerve endings in the pelvic region. Better said, I am the master key to a complex but wonderful pleasure mechanism... And excuse me for throwing so many flowers.
Let's see: you are the remnant of a penis, have a masculine name but are one hundred percent feminine. Doesn't that cause identity problems?
(Laughs) Quite the opposite. I am by definition female identity in all mammalian females. Maybe that's why I've been so stigmatized.Do you feel pursued?Not so much today, but what if I told you it's a shame to review anatomy books from twenty years back? They thought I was just the outer part, what you see, when in reality I'm ten times more than what appeared in medical journals and some clinics.What do you have to do with orgasm?I repeat that I am an organ of pleasure and I'm not exaggerating if I say I'm responsible for at least eight out of every ten orgasms. As for the rest, other parts of the body are involved, but that's not my business.I have a curiosity: Is it true that gentlemen have orgasms faster because you are too demanding and ask for too much time?I see by his smirk that it didn't just happen to him, but he also doesn't know me. Let me give you a number: if I'm treated as I should be, I can respond within a span of one to four minutes. I notice I'm uncomfortable, better ask something else...Is it true that it also affects you and worsens over time?More than blush, I'll be green with envy: I grow with time and in menopause I can multiply my size. And that's why I'm responsible for women reporting glorious sex from those ages, leaving men speechless.A woman can live without you...That's not true. Some savages may think that since my function is pleasure, I should be removed to control, subdue and limit women's right to feel, but it doesn't change the essence of what it is: a criminal mutilation that makes them suffer deeply. But let me tell you something: those who try to cut me off don't really know me and can't take me away completely. A little bit of me is enough to fulfill my function, which is giving pleasure. That's where I really excel. And I say it with great pride.Want to say something else?Yes: I'm bored that they talk about me without knowing me; with this interview, I don't want to come out of the closet, but rather let's start talking about a vital part of the human body without so much taboo and without so much blushing. And call me by my name at all four winds: ¡Clí-to-ris!
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