If you're like me, you're waiting for the day Scarlett Johannson somehow becomes aware of your existence and hunts you down like a Terminator robot hellbent on sucking face and riding in go-karts. You might also spend your off hours learning terrible things that don't seem to fit in with your mostly ignorant worldview, in a vain attempt to broaden your horizons. Well, get ready for some broad shit, because I found out about some insane sexual enhancements for ladies that are way crazier than my "penis pump plus prayer" regimen.
#5. Labia Puffing
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I'm torn between thinking that labia puffing sounds like something I should be doing during a sexual encounter and thinking it sounds like a highly specialized yoga technique which, if done improperly, could result in the movie Up happening in your boy shorts.
In real life, labia puffing is a nonsurgical form of genital enhancement for when your hangy poontangy's got you down in the dumps. You just go see a nice plastic surgeon person and pay them to jam a needle full of something like Botox into your special place, and presto! No more wrinkled, Shar-Pei-looking lower lips. Instead, you've got a big, poofy smile down there that's ready to do puffer fish impressions or seal cracks in your windows.
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Pick up a handy set of vagina spikes to complete the look.
The would-be reason for this procedure is that, as you age, your labia lose elasticity and apparently turn into a bowl of overcooked lasagna noodles or something. Giving them the ol' puffer treatment gets them shiny and new again, looking like your vagina just rolled off the factory line. It also saves you the embarrassment of having all those face lifts and tucks to make you seem younger, only to have your auditor lift your skirt and point with a self-satisfied "a-ha!" at your decrepit and apricot-like vag, outing you as not being ageless.
#4. Clitoral Unhooding
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Also known as a hoodectomy, clitoral unhooding (NSFW) almost sounds like a procedure to out superheroes and villains alike. You battle the Dark Clit from rooftop to rooftop in the rain, as police and citizens watch in rapt anticipation below, the fate of the very city hanging in the balance. And just as the Dark Clit lifts the detonator that will nuke the metropolis, you hit it with one of your trademark throwing knives. As the Dark Clit reels in surprise, you leap from atop an air conditioning unit, land with a furious knee to the solar plexus, and then grasp the hood upon their head. "Time to see who you really are," you growl in your trademark emphysema voice. And in one swift motion, you unhood the Clit, only to reveal ... (as if I'm spoiling the true identity of the Clit here).
Would that it were so simple. Alas, this procedure is far more complex, but also far less nefarious. The purpose of the unhooding is to strip naked that little man in the boat so he can stop being such a reclusive prick, and instead start partying up some orgasms for his host's boat.
The hoodectomy is for women who generally have trouble achieving any significant form of arousal from genital stimulation, as well as those who have what I like to call "meat curtains," but which you may know more clinically as "vagina chubbins." Both essentially mean you have a little more flesh than you'd like down there, and like wearing a tiny pussy parka, it makes it hard to do much.
The hoodectomy involves a small incision about a quarter inch right through the little hood part, hence the clever name. The whole procedure takes around 30 minutes, and as an added bonus, you can watch them do it, since only a topical anesthetic is being used. Just grab a mirror, spread your legs, and you're in the most badass science class ever.
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That's right; there's a fucking laser option too.
Once you've been cut, you get sutured and you're on your way, ready for people to compliment your shiny new clit for coming out and smiling at the world. But of course, the truth is that it's not new at all, and instead parallels the movie She's All That. Your clit was beautiful all along; it just had to come out of its shell and realize it. Next step: Your clit takes the captain of the football team to prom!
#3. The G-Shot
"G-Shot" sounds like a dope energy drink, perhaps endorsed by a popular rapper. You'd do one mixed with vodka at the bar, and for the rest of the night your chest would hurt just a tiny bit, but not so much that you'd tell your doctor.
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Holy shit, I was just joking ...
Awesome in a totally different way is what the G-Shot actually is: an injection of something called hyaluronan into the G-Spot which expands it to Godzillian proportions for about four months. So if anything goes shuffling around your lady cave, it's going to feel like the Fourth of July and Christmas happening in your crotch at the same time. Or so I hear.
The idea is basically that by increasing the size of a pleasurable spot, you're increasing the pleasure it can produce. Seems reasonable -- I'm no gynosaurus to dispute it. Dr. Dave Matlock, the gynosaursus who invented the technique and runs a Laser Vagina Rejuvenation Center, as though that were a real thing, has "G-Spot Rejuvenation" parties at his office, where I guess everyone draws numbers from a hat and goes into the closet with him to get their vaginas expanded? He's been doing the procedure for years, and some clients seem to think it's the best thing since having a non-surgically-enhanced orgasm.
Dr. David Matlock
He here is, excitedly stabbing a plastic vagina with a pencil like any totally real doctor might.
Some other experts in the field have been quick to point out that not everyone even agrees the G-Spot exists, thus making it hard to imagine Dr. Dave is able to find yours then stick a needle in it within five minutes of meeting you. Others have noted that not all women even enjoy G-Spot stimulation, so if you make it bigger, you're essentially producing a larger shrug for a woman who isn't having a good time.