What little momentum was had has been lost. The Goddesses have diffused my plans to find support in Hera and York. Now, both the Pirates and the Wrens have mobilised and are working in tandem, hunting down the few members we have left. Many are losing fa
Enjoying a quiet night up in my tower, with a nice glass of wine, a pig under my foot, and taking the time to compose a little poem examining the true meaning of this silly little M.A.L.E.S. group.
The M.A.L.E.S. come together, to talk of rebellion and freedom - But Queen Alex's threats of permanent chastity (and worse) seem to have thwarted their plans...
As the party continues and Goddesses have imbibed more alcohol, the distinction between "pig" and "free male" largely vanishes, and all males at the party are targets for humiliation and abuse
Even though pigs will never have independence in The Matriarchy, I still want to see lots of fireworks tomorrow night. Bonus points if you lose a few fingers!
