Why I Would Like To Be A Woman

July 6, 2012

I know plenty of men sit and ponder this from time to time.

Personally, I’ve never really put much thought behind it, aside from the idea that if I was a woman, I’d be a lesbian because I would be as equally as attracted to women then as I am now.

Of course, people constantly call shenanigans on that, claiming that I’d probably go after the boys.

I can’t rationalize that. Men are clunky and shapeless. I just don’t like them.

So, why would I like to be a woman?

Why would I purposefully put myself through the pain of periods and childbirth, and risk the low self-esteem and high chance of becoming pregnant early in life?


Women have an amazing amount of control, centered essentially around one thing: the female body.

The women reading this may not understand this, but the female body has such an amazing shape and sexiness to it. I’ve always believed the idea that the curvier, the better, but that doesn’t mean I discriminate against naturally thin girls.

Women are just things of beauty, and they have 3 things they can use to gain almost anything they want.

Boobs and a vagina. (and yes, that is 3 things.)

Now, the concept of the love of breasts is still completely boggling to me. I love them, and I can’t explain why.

Hell, I’ve read a book that discusses why we love them, and I still just don’t understand. As a friend (and the “inspiration” of this post, so to speak) recently told me, “they’re just boobs. What’s the big deal?!”

I simply don’t know, but you know that old adage about not fixing things if they aren’t broken.

I take that line of defense.

As for the vagina, I completely understand the allure there.

Again, it’s probably something the ladies won’t understand. They only see the dirty, utilitarian side of the lady parts. They will never truly understand the amount of joy and pleasure they can provide with a simple hole and some frillies around the outside.

But, they understand that men understand that joy.

So, naturally, they can use it to their advantage.

I know I’ve fallen prey to the old tricks of the twat before, and I can tell you that while it generally feels amazing during (depending on the person), there is generally only remorse afterwards.

Not remorse for the sex that happened, but for what you agreed to, provided, gave up or passed on just for a 1 to 90 minute (again, depending on the person) session of ecstasy.

That is true power, and we men know it, but we don’t care.

We love sex.

So, why would I like to be a woman?

So I can wag my cooter around and get anything I need. That’s why.

And don’t you women try to tell me it’s not that simple.



This is not included in the 500 word limit.

Thanks to Diane Petraitis for this… interesting post.

Nothing new here, though. As a woman, I’m sure you’ve used your body to trick men before.

But, I wouldn’t have any clue about that, right?

Truly ghjr


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