From the grimy sex toy sweat shops hidden behind high fences, sprawling factory compounds stretch mile after dusty mile along the congested roads. Guarded gates control entry and exit.

It’s the Pearl River Delta, China, where the pollution levels are on average two or three times those permitted in the West.

But without places like this, with its swirling red dust, toxic rivers and thick, choking smog that hovers and stings eyes and throats, the modern sex toy industry would not exist and your porn star endorsed rubber pussy wouldn’t be available for instant order online.

This is the not so sexy face of the sex toy trade where toys are produced for a few cents each by vast numbers of young Chinese workers toiling in sweatshop conditions.

Between shifts the workers, mostly young women, their faces set in exhaustion, shuffle from building to building. Shifts can last more than 15 hours a day, seven days a week - unlawful but far from uncommon.

The dominance of China in artificial vagina sex toy production is staggering. There are about 2,000 factories employing over a million workers spread over six areas, of which the Pearl River Delta is by far the largest.

The road to rubber pussy

The process begins when a porn star in Los Angeles signs a lucrative contract with one of the top sex toy manufacturers. She will make more in the hour it takes to have her famous pussy molded out of pink goo than the average Chinese factory worker will make in two years.

Once the fake pussy is molded and manufactured, it’s boxed and shipped to the States by the container load.

Now it’s time for the second part of the rubber pussy revolution to kick in. Sex toy company marketers market the product at sex toy conventions, online sex toy stores start to stock the product in their warehouses and apply their SEO magic to drum up demand.

Bring on the small army of lowly paid writers from India and the Philippines. They have to write hundreds of carefully keyworded articles about realistic pussy and fake vagina so that the search for a particular brand of rubber vaginas will be made that much easier for the single white working class male to find as he Goggles ‘rubber pussy’ on a lonely drunken night in Newark, New Jersey.

Just as Negro slave labourers picked endless bales of cotton, the writer’s calloused fingers must pick out endless sentences for identical sounding keyword articles before he can get his rest.

A few days later the package arrives anonymously from a warehouse. It’s ready for the customer to lube up and try out. He might like it, or he might think it’s a pile of penis punishing crap and consign it to the bin in disgust. It really doesn’t matter; he’s just another cog in the fake pussyrevolution.