Dang...who knew. I did NOT know that scientists, you know those really educated and lettered up brainiac types, are trying to figure out how the human species can be fruitful and multiply in space. The hypothesis has some serious questions raised that will have to be answered prior to any actual jiggy happening in zero gravity. Or "reduced" gravity. Or 'we can barely stand up let alone do the bumping uglies'. That would be the "gravity is not reduced it is doubled" scenario which will certainly be faced should the human species actually make it to somewhere OFF WORLD! So considering that no actual human has yet to get back to Earth's moon, well, I think the scientists pursuing sex in space are possibly a mite premature. Oh snap...that would be "premature non-ejaculation". In space no less. Or no less no more. Or no less no more on account of. The single most pressing question that came to my mind...how the hell are any humans attempting coitus in space supposed to get any traction? Well...??? Any lubrication problems could be easily solved with a tube of K-Y jelly. Lotion? However actual traction so as to 'penetrate where no single human of any gender or race or color or whatever has penetrated before' remains unsolved. I foresee bigger problems ahead for humanity as we all know it at present. Now for some Tuesday machine art and I think coitus in zero gravity just might be worth exploring. However that's just me.
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I think the lady that had sex with the alien in that one scary dang movie, Ripley?, she might have a plausible explanation for the necessary mechanics for coitus in space. 😐
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