GOT RID

OF ONE WORD!

And what better way to introduce to you the totally revamped blog by fucking your minds and leaving you with this face.

Can not unsee

Our story comes from the Roman writer Ovid in his famed Metamorphosis and begins with the birth of a son and because this is Greek mythology he is of course the illegitimate offspring of two immortals. Because of his parents, Hermes and Aphrodite, he was appropriately named Hermaphroditus. He was a dashing young youth, lucky Zeus didn't find him, who was abandoned and raised by Naiads, spring nymphs, in the caves of Mount Ida, now in present day Turkey.

How the hell did you get bored with these women?

When he turned 15, Hermaphroditus got bored with the hot nymphs and left for the cities of Lycia and Caria. While in the woods of Caria he passed by a nymph named Salmacis.

Get off of me!

And at once the nymph fell into a mad lust for the poor teen, but alas for her Hermaphroditus was not like his mother or his grandpa. He deflected her, but she would not give up and this marks the first time in Greek Mythology that a female tries to rape a male. But she did not want to leave her unwilling lover so we willed the gods to prevent them from separating and for some reason the gods are okay with this and cause the two to become one. Hermaphroditus still kept his face and junk, but he had the figure of a beautiful woman. Now a little bitter, Hermaphroditus asked his parents to curse the spring of Salmacis for anyone to fall in it to have the same fate of Hermaphroditus. (So the spring of the drowned girl was also in Turkey.)