I've grown up with animated and comicbook beauties.... They were with me when my sexuality awakened, so how could I not have phantasized about their flawless, stylized bodies ?

How could I not have had some of my earliest masturbation experiences gazing upon their shapes, hidden, but obvious enough to send my mind into an erotic odysse ?

They are no less real than the celebrity you'll never meet or the person from your dreams you can't stop thinking about...

And, as it seems, they will be real enough to awaken my lust as long as I live.