Let's say, hypothetically, that you are on your bed, and let's suppose that you are also submissive and breedable. Now, let's say you are a male. Statistically speaking, humans, that are submissive and breedable tend to be femboys, that's a fact (which doesn't care about your feelings). Hypothetically under these circumstances, it would be statistically speaking uncontroversial to assume you would be wearing thigh highs (which would boost your breedability factor by about 20%). Now let's assume you are an SJW SOCIALIST LIBTARD, and let's say I was you, would it not be under these circumstances, the only correct course of action for you to take to ABSOLUTELY WRECK AND DESTROY me (in a debate) in bed?

The airlock hissed as the door opened, revealing the two crewmates in all their glory. Red, the bold and daring leader, and Purple, the cunning and seductive stowaway. Red stepped forward with a mischievous smirk on her face. She was wearing a tight jumpsuit that hugged her curves in all the right places. Purple's eyes widened in surprise as he looked at Red. She had a look of pure desire in her eyes, and he could feel the electricity between them. He wanted her more than anything. Red stepped closer, her heart pounding. She could feel the heat of Purple's body radiating against hers. She wanted him to kiss her, to feel his lips against hers. Purple could feel the heat rising in his body. He wanted to kiss Red too, to have her in his arms. Slowly, he leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers. Red responded eagerly, her mouth exploring his hungrily. The two of them stayed like that for what felt like an eternity, until finally Red pulled away.