Elon reproduction manifesto written by his horny ghost writer

A deranged love letter to Elon Musk that opens with invented genital specifications before pivoting into a passionate plea for him to breed indiscriminately to populate Earth with his genetic legacy. This is what happens when parasocial relationship disorder meets eugenics cosplay, written with the certainty of someone who has never met another human being in person. Peak "I think about billionaires naked and it's actually for society's good" energy.