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Christian (Baptist) women today can not go into a pharmacy or grocery store without Satan waiving his filthy cotton finger at us and calling for our souls from the shelves. Indeed a trip down the feminine hygiene isle today is more a test of faith than a matter of choice. In fact, there simply is no choice. Any woman who does not use a cotton maxi-pad will burn in the eternal lakes of fire and that is all there is to it.
The younger girls of today are tempted with pretty boxes decorated with flowers, smiling faces and soft pastel colors. Ads scream at them that they can swim, dance, visit with friends, and even have a good time during their monthly curse. Well, this sickens me. Last year when I began my Pulling The Plug On Satan Ministry many were surprised to see a Christian woman take on the evil practice and the corporations that manufacture such dirty devices. But to daate there are more than 25,000 women across Amercia who are saying, "NO WAY SATAN! YOUR FINGER ISN'T COMING NEAR ME!" But there are still hundreds and thousands of unsuspecting souls who host a party in their most secret garden with the Devil as the guest of honor. That is about to change, SATAN! The party is over and you are not welcomed in our vaginas.
 This site will provide you with on-going updtaes and information about the use of those filthy things and the victoy that we have each time another box is cast to the floor and set on fire by a good Christian woman. Keep this page bookmarked and come back often. You will not want to miss a single word.
Marcy Willis - Omaha, Nebraska  In 1973 I got my first period. I was so excited that I was finally a women. You would have thought I'd been selected to go on American Bandstand by the way I acted. I was not raised in a Christian home so I had never heard about salvation through Jesus Christ nor had I ever attended a church. So, when I told my mother that I was bleeding she didn't even bat an eye. She just lay down her cigarette, reached into her purse that was on the floor beside her and tossed me one of her tampons. "Plug it Marcy you're a woman now", she said without even setting down her Vodka Gimlet. She then returned to watching television and finishing her cocktail. I ran up the stairs to my bathroom and just sat on the edge of the tub holding the strange object in my trembling hand wondering what to do with it. After about half an hour of fumbling with the large white cotton tampon I decided I would give it a try. I gently removed cardboard applicator and inserted that thing into my womanhood. At first it was painful. But then as I relaxed and just sat back on the edge of the tub I felt a warm sensation run though my entire body. It was sheer ecstasy. I remember as if it were yesterday saying aloud, "Oh God, this is so wonderful!" I continued delighting myself with the tampons that I called "my tiny white boyfriend" for the next 12 years. Sometimes I just couldn't wait until my cycle came naturally so I could experience that pleasure that accompanied it so I started plugging about three weeks out of the month. It was during this time that my cycles became more and more frequent. But that was OK with me as I actually enjoyed them. Then one day while visiting with a friend, who happened to be saved, I started cramping. It was like something inside of me was trying to get out. The fiery pain shot through my body and I began convulsing. My friend, had not choice but to call 911 to take me to a hospital. Bye the time we arrived at Omaha Baptist General I was in full blown trauma. My entire body was red from fever and infection. I was delirious from the agony and am told that I called out for "Satan to take me like a whore" and many other un-christian things. My friend was sitting beside me holding my hand and praying for whatever was causing this to cease and leave my body in the name of Jesus. She prayed for several hours while the doctors ran blood tests and tried to get my blood pressure down. It was 293/187 at this point. Then, a nurse who had also been praying for me asked my friend if I was on my period. Having no idea my friend shook her shoulders and returned to praying. It was by the grace of GOD that nurse had the insight to lift the sheet and look at my privates to check. I will never forget her scream when she discovered that not only was my tiny white boyfriend inserted, but it was smoking as if on fire. The doctors acted quickly in removing the tampon and within minutes the pain ceased and the fever was gone. During this entire time I am told that I fought them from removing the tampon. They said that I kicked at them and even slapped my friend across the face when she was trying to hold me down. I was a woman possessed. That was 7 years ago and I haven't abused myself with a tampon since. During my recovery in the hospital I received a special visitor that I know was Jesus Christ. He lay his hands on me and prayed over me. I felt a diving grace cleanse and wash away the sins of the past twelve years. As quickly as he was there he left. But the next morning I felt a peace that I had never felt in my life. My friend and the nurse who had saved my life came to me and we spent the next day praying together and sharing the joys of salvation. All of the years that I plugged I was subject to Satan's power inside my womb. The damage he did to me is permenant. I will never be able to have children and I will be on dialysis for the rest of my life all because of Satan's Cotton Finger. But I am not bitter because as a result of this I have become a Christian and that makes it all worth it. I lost my mother to what the doctors determined to be Ovarian Cancer two years ago. I know the truth though. She is in hell now because of tampons and because of Satan. If there is one bit of advice that I have it would be for all women around the world to join Sister Taffy's Pulling The Plug On Satan's Cotton Finger Ministry to help save the lives and souls of our sisters around the world.
Marcy Willis is now married with two adopted children, Marcus and Kelley, and heads up the Omaha Nebraska Christians Against Plugs outreach ministry. We wish her the best!
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"When I Pulled The Plug on Satan I pulled the plug on all of the other evils in my life. I am now born again and washed in the spirt in Foster City (CA). Bless you for touching my life so Satan doesn't touch my vagina" - Kelley Lee Hollis "PTP has changed my life forever. The girls from Charleston (SC) are living for Jesus though this powerful ministry. Praise Jesus!" - Clara Goddard "23 AND TAMPON FREE!" - Lisa Forlington, Georgia "I wish I had known about this sooner. All of the suffering and years of servicing Satan have been wasted. Now I am free from the bondage of self abuse with Satan's Cotton Finger" - Suzette Harper "The Plug Pullers of Ranco Dominquez California are pleased to be a part of this wonderful movement. Christian women need to take heed and PULL THE PLUG!" - Julie-Ann Sanders, PTP Captain "What you are doing for the women in this world is nothing less than a miracle. I thank you and I thank God for you every day" - Mimi Snipes "I was barren for 8 years until I read about your ministry and stopped plugging. A year later and I have a beautiful daughter, Emily Taffy Carter. God Bless you, Sister Taffy" - Monica Carter, Utah "My daughter-in-law and I heard about your ministry at Phyllis Schlafly Seminar and we have both PULLED THE PLUG! Thank you for touching our lives!" - Anne & Sue Small, Tampa, Florida "I was arrested last month for setting fire to the tampon display in my local Eckerd Drugs in Griffin, Georgia. I spent three days in jail and received a $45,000 fine but it was all worth it. The number of women whose vaginas will not be abused by Satan's little finger makes it all worth it" - Mary Beth Salliston "...and when I told my Sunday School class about your ministry we took a vote and we all decided to stop using tampons. That was four months ago and not only do I feel spiritually cleansed, I feel more like a lady. Bless you" - Sue Jenkins "The entire girls swim team at Rossington High School owes you our lives. We don't attend as many meets as we did but at least we aren't going to Hell now" - Ruth Whitley "Sister Taffy, I have found the switch from using Satan's fingers to Angel pads to be a breeze. My entire life has changed for the better. Thank you!" -Karla Horne "Tampon Free and Praising Jesus!" - D. Kipperson "Since I stopped using SATAN'S DIRTY FINGER my marriage has gotten even better. Before I gave them up, my husband was jealous of the tampons and made me feel like a whore. Now I am a whore for Jesus! God Bless YOU!" - Lilly Penergrass "...my periods are shorter, I don't bloat, and no more PMS since I changed to the pad. Praise Jesus I saw the light....and I don't even miss the pleasure from inserting them..." - Dana J. "When my Doctor told me that that my vagina was cured of the cancer, I knew it was because Satan was no longer living inside. Tampons really are evil. I love you Sister" - Cornelia Snipe "My daughter and all of her friends have pulled the plug thanks to your ministry. Their innocence is reclaimed. Thank you!" - Martha Harper "Now that the party in my womb is over I feel like I can hold my head up high. Good riddens to SATAN and his cotton finger and Hello Jesus" -Kaye D.
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A TESTIMONY FROM A FORMER DEVIL'S PLAYMATE:
My name is Margaret X, and up until about seven months ago I was a Tampon user. Not just any ordinary user, but a 24 hour a day, 7 day a week user. I was addicted to them. There was not a single hour in the day that I was not being satisfied by the devil. Sometimes I would even use two at a time when one didn't do the job anymore. This all changed in December of last year when my husband and I happened upon my fourteen year old daughter, Millicent, tucked away in the upstairs bathroom during a Christmas party with a box of my tampons. At about seven that evening the entire family was gathered for our holiday open house when we noticed that Millicent was missing. Her grandmother from Alabama had just arrived and wanted to see her. We called out and looked everywhere for her. When my husband and his brother realized she was in the bathroom they though it would be funny to open the door and get a candid photo of her with the Polaroid. I was playing along with this as we have an entire set of photos of family members in the bathroom. When the door was opened and the camera clicked, I was horrified by what I saw. I will not go into detail but rather, will share with you the picture itself.  My little girl was lost to me as I knew here and was possessed by an unnatural force. We know now that is was SATAN. My husband, a Deacon at the church, could not believe his eyes. He immediately demanded to know where she got her hands on such a thing. At first, I lied and told him that I had no idea. But when I saw my little girl sitting there in that bathroom with her eyes glazed over, and chanting satanic verses, I knew I had to confess. My husband struck me with a well deserved slap across the face for lying and then we took turns slapping Millicent until she came out of her trance. Finally, after a few moments of praying with her she came to and was my little girl again. This not to last for very long though. An hour later during the dinner Millicent ran into the living room and turned on the radio to a popular rock and roll stattion. She then came back and jumped onto the dining room table and from her pocket pulled out another (thankfully new) tampon and did a satanic ritual dance in front of the entire family. We had to rush her to the Baptist Children's Hospital for treatment. My husband of 17 years has left me and I am now shunned by everyone I know. All as a result of my own selfish use of Tampons. People say that drugs should be kept out of the hands of children, well, so should these things. They can and will destroy a family. I know they did mine. My daughter passed away last week as a result of Toxic Shock Syndrome from her use and I am now suffering from this myself. I deserve whatever comes my way. Sincerely, Margaret X
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