I don't think you understand the appeal this film provides to us heterosexual males. You see, I myself have abandoned my former monotonous lifestyle in which I worked as a miserable receptionist at a prostitution service. Hearing the voices of these men about to have the time of their life w/ their lucky lady drove me to madness.
You see, I grew up envying the superior alpha males of the Earth. Every week I spent my allowance on porn from the Blockbuster to practice. I went to the camps as well. I mastered all positions by age 13. My thrusts could enter any hole they desired. The guys called me the House Banger. I was even given a 12 inch dildo as a peace offering from the Fukabich tribe of west Alabama. I could almost smell the ladies flocking to caress my massive penis the moment I walked out of my high school after my graduation.
But what happened? I ended up as a mere pawn forced to witness heterosexual intercourse through the line of a telephone for the remainder of my life.
That was until I first "laid" eyes on her. She was like a goddess in human form. Her small imperfections only drove me closer. I would do anything. ANYTHING to serve my queen. I was fully enticed by her impulses. Her Red Panda forme only strengthened my attachment to her. I could imagine myself, cum spewing out of my cock, only from contacting a single hair. My soul would be at peace once I met this beautiful young woman. I resigned from my position, and hit the road, searching for this delicate being.
Then I discovered a gargantuas crowd of men age 21-52 gathering round Disney's headquarters with their meager 4-7 inch cocks, all masturbating. I spotted the protagonist from Turning Red on the balcony, eagerly observing the crowd as they began to prepare their genitals with ammunition, pee or cum. There she was, my destiny. The one woman to complete the exotic ritual I've been planning since I was 8. This wasn't an ordinary cock fight, though. This was an all-out cock war! And all of them seemed to understand the significance of this modern masturpiece as much as I did. However, these gaywads all bared one disadvantage: They could desire any of the background characters in the movie. I suppose all background and supporting characters were good enough for them, so their lust was partitioned. I, however, gave my love to only one character: The main one. I saw her transitioning into her Red Panda forme as I took out my legendary 12 inch dildo, preparing to destroy my enemies. She was under a lot of distress; I could tell by the emerging hairs on her body. She was tingling sooo hard.
Just as the battle started, I sprung into action! My massive penis (I dubbed thy Cumsplorgious), already hardening at the sight of the protagonist, forcefully smacked all other opponents. I used my previous knowledge I have learned over the years to my advantage. My thrusts impaled them, my spins sliced them. I could glimpse her out of the corner of my eye. She knew that I was the one. The duration of the battle was a measly 5 minutes, with most of my opponents exclaiming, "THIS IS SO GAY!" and fleeing from the battle. To my surprise, many of them had wives to take care of. Luckily, I was equipped with a shield: A massive condom at a radius of a whopping 8 inches. I won it at the Chuck E. Cheese back in '98. In the aftermath of the battle, I introduced myself to her. She gave a moan of delight, And before we drowned, we laid on the bed, and she entered her Red Panda forme to give me a blowjob. It was the most satisfying moment of my life. Take that, my clients!
We are now happily married on a private island, and are currently out to buy some gorilla glue and epoxy to merge us together forever, as it was meant to be. Also, I would like to let you know that she is a very sensitive young woman, so any insult to her would be very displeasing to her, and only weakens our bond.