Ah, bad old Bravenet. They used to have a networked system of public chat rooms, most of which consisted of places for people to convene and simulate mating rituals, with a side helping of simulated mating.
I don't know the reason why I decided to be a girl in those times. I suppose it was a lot easier to "get laid" like that. Not only did I have the pride of being a sort of "perfection," being a male myself and knowing what guys like (they like me), but I also had the advantage of being a bold and outspoken male. Mark my words, netgoers: raunchy, smart-mouthed female? It's probably a guy. Not that you care.
Don't worry, boys and girls. I shunned Bravenet years ago.
I might have overdone the breasts, but I suppose that's to be expected of me now. Hmm.
Drew this up as pencil grayscale and brought out the shades via gamma and contrast adjustments.