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WARNING! The following testimony contains references to offensive and sinful sex acts between svelte young women. It is a cautionary tale against the lesbian deathstyle and any similar rejection of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. As such, it is intended to be read primarily by impressionable young women. However, respective fathers or husbands (or any other males) are encouraged to view the content beforehand for purposes of approval. NOT for the faint-hearted!
By the time I finished high school, I had been an uppity little harlot in the service of Satan; I took no interest in God's Word, cooking, cleaning, or general servitude. Instead, I chose to admire other girls - particularly the lithe, androgynous ones that wore their hair short and engaged in activities God intended for males (like sports or driving). I would often spend my free time at school by the bleachers, watching my seniors practice field hockey or soccer. I found myself waiting by the locker rooms to extend words of encouragement while offering them towels to wipe the sweat from their slender, glistening bodies. Soon, a few of them began to take notice and return these unnatural affections: on numerous occasions, one would catch me alone in a change room or washroom stall and put her mouth on me in unspeakable ways and places. This went on for months; I chose to find their evil advances irresistibly exciting and the insidious rubbings and sucklings to be fabulously stimulative and fulfilling - I was a filthy, pathetic slut. The obscene depravity of these sessions escalated (full, intimate details will soon be available in my autobiography Redemption of a Dirty Lesbian Nympho: The True Story of a Woman Who Forsook Clam for Christ to be published as soon as I am married and granted permission by my husband).
My parents had (quite rightly) disowned me and I had to move in with a friend. It was she who gave me a copy of the KJV1611. I read it in its entirety within the same night and realized my folly; I had been a tool of the Devil! It was not women's tongues or fingers I was to let enter into me, but Jesus' Love! I had been a whore mired in sin, allowing other women to dominate the body that should have been reserved for a man - my husband! To make matters worse, I had chosen to enjoy it! I had chosen to become hot and damp in forbidden places while in the presence of females I had chosen to find alluring. So, with the full knowledge of the abomination I had been, I made the choice to love Jesus Christ instead!
Besides heterosexuality, I have since taken up cooking and homemaking. I hope to one day serve as the oven for a strong Christian man's baby-dough. It's been a long time coming, but I know God will eventually provide me with a husband so I may be a fully Saved© True Christian™; my debauched body will finally be purified, fulfilling my duty to the Lord.
To all the girls out there who think they prefer a little bit of "lady business" (and to all those who say "once a dyke, always a dyke"), I direct you to myself! Change is easy - it really is just like flicking a switch. I have chosen to no longer be drawn to smooth, feminine skin and delectable, womanly curves. I now become quite flushed and weak-kneed at the thought of a coarse, hirsute male; matted hair covering the body; rough, totally indifferent hands...oh, my!
It's all a matter of simple choice: Heaven or Hell.
It may seem like fun having the Devil work through you for a while, but you'll eventually end up letting some markedly assertive negress pierce your hymen with a particularly long and active tongue, thus dooming yourself to a life of cursed spinsterhood due to your defilement. Trust me on this.
Choose God's Love; choose heterosexuality! Romans 1:26-27!
~ Millie Connors, Christian/Heterosexual
By the time I finished high school, I had been an uppity little harlot in the service of Satan; I took no interest in God's Word, cooking, cleaning, or general servitude. Instead, I chose to admire other girls - particularly the lithe, androgynous ones that wore their hair short and engaged in activities God intended for males (like sports or driving). I would often spend my free time at school by the bleachers, watching my seniors practice field hockey or soccer. I found myself waiting by the locker rooms to extend words of encouragement while offering them towels to wipe the sweat from their slender, glistening bodies. Soon, a few of them began to take notice and return these unnatural affections: on numerous occasions, one would catch me alone in a change room or washroom stall and put her mouth on me in unspeakable ways and places. This went on for months; I chose to find their evil advances irresistibly exciting and the insidious rubbings and sucklings to be fabulously stimulative and fulfilling - I was a filthy, pathetic slut. The obscene depravity of these sessions escalated (full, intimate details will soon be available in my autobiography Redemption of a Dirty Lesbian Nympho: The True Story of a Woman Who Forsook Clam for Christ to be published as soon as I am married and granted permission by my husband).
My parents had (quite rightly) disowned me and I had to move in with a friend. It was she who gave me a copy of the KJV1611. I read it in its entirety within the same night and realized my folly; I had been a tool of the Devil! It was not women's tongues or fingers I was to let enter into me, but Jesus' Love! I had been a whore mired in sin, allowing other women to dominate the body that should have been reserved for a man - my husband! To make matters worse, I had chosen to enjoy it! I had chosen to become hot and damp in forbidden places while in the presence of females I had chosen to find alluring. So, with the full knowledge of the abomination I had been, I made the choice to love Jesus Christ instead!
Besides heterosexuality, I have since taken up cooking and homemaking. I hope to one day serve as the oven for a strong Christian man's baby-dough. It's been a long time coming, but I know God will eventually provide me with a husband so I may be a fully Saved© True Christian™; my debauched body will finally be purified, fulfilling my duty to the Lord.
To all the girls out there who think they prefer a little bit of "lady business" (and to all those who say "once a dyke, always a dyke"), I direct you to myself! Change is easy - it really is just like flicking a switch. I have chosen to no longer be drawn to smooth, feminine skin and delectable, womanly curves. I now become quite flushed and weak-kneed at the thought of a coarse, hirsute male; matted hair covering the body; rough, totally indifferent hands...oh, my!
It's all a matter of simple choice: Heaven or Hell.
It may seem like fun having the Devil work through you for a while, but you'll eventually end up letting some markedly assertive negress pierce your hymen with a particularly long and active tongue, thus dooming yourself to a life of cursed spinsterhood due to your defilement. Trust me on this.
Choose God's Love; choose heterosexuality! Romans 1:26-27!
~ Millie Connors, Christian/Heterosexual
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