We were under massive pressure to sell magazines to keep our shareholders happy. We knew sex sold, so our thinking was: why not make Loaded a frenzied, Harrods-sale of nudity?   

It was knowingly mindless, and for a while it was fun - and extremely successful.    

When our We Love Boobs issue (which had George Best's wife, Alex, as the cover star) hit the news stands, our readers bombarded us with thank you letters and sales soared.   

Back then, it never once occurred to me that we were objectifying women or doing any harm. I fiercely denied that Loaded was a 'gateway' to harder pornographic magazines.   

It was in my own interests to do so. If we were classified as 'top shelf', we'd have been put in opaque plastic bags like the pornographic magazines, which would have been commercial suicide.    

But such thoughts came home to roost five years later in 2009, when I finally grew up and became a father.    

It had such an effect on me and changed my views so forcibly that within a year I'd quit a dream job that, for me, had become a moral nightmare. When I look back now, I see we were severely pushing the envelope of what was considered decent.    

We were normalising soft porn, and in so doing we must have made it more acceptable for young men to dive into the murky waters of harder stuff on the internet. And, for that, I have a haunting sense of regret.   

When I became editor in 2002, I realized all our readers really wanted was acres of flesh.    

The trouble was, the more we gave them, the more they demanded - and the racier we had to become in order to satiate their desires. But it was the arrival of mass broadband internet in the mid-Nineties, fuelling a massive and uncontrolled access to hardcore porn, that changed everything.

Constantly under attack as a public standard-bearer for moral depravity when the anonymous internet porn barons were nowhere to be seen, I became a skilled defender of the indefensible.   

By quoting scores of carefully-selected global government reports and PhD papers that 'proved' porn wasn't harmful, I successfully out-manoeuvred two female members of the Labour Party at the Durham University Debating Society, lambasting the proposition 'the house argues that pornography is degrading to all women'.   

I was then invited to the Oxford Union Debating Society, and argued in favour of topless girls in tabloid newspapers, which my opponents proposed 'had no place in a decent society'. To a packed house that night, I won by a margin of 3:1.   

Then my life changed for ever. In May 2009, I became a father to Sonny. A month later, I turned 40. Almost overnight, my world view changed.   

My partner, Diana, had always supported my career, but at gatherings with the new friends we'd made at National Childbirth Trust classes, I'd cringe with embarrassment as other parents teased me by asking 'would breastfeeding be a turn-on or a turn-off for Loaded readers?' For the first time, I became secretly ashamed of what I did for a living.   

My life had become a charade, switching between diametrically-opposed extremes - nipples by day and nappies by night.   

I started seeing the women in my magazine not as sexual objects, but as somebody's daughter. Some of Loaded's models had children themselves, and I'd think 'what's your kid going to think of you when they're old enough to understand Mummy used to get her boobs out for a living?'     

Read more here. 

Confession by Porn Star Jenna Jameson - 25 Good Reasons Why Noone Would Ever want to Become a Porn Star - Compiled by antipornography.org  

All quotes in this compilation are taken from the autobiography "How To Make Love Like A Porn Star, A Cautionary Tale", by Jenna Jameson (with Neil Strauss), Hardcover edition. Copyright 2004. (Highly recommended for anti-pornography activists! It is indeed a very cautionary tale.) 

1. Being a pornography performer can be bad for your emotional, mental, and physical health, and you will likely get sick at times as a result of your work.

"And so it began. I woke up at five every morning and got to the studio by seven for makeup. If I weren't so young, my face would have looked like hell after all the sleep deprivation.... Suze, I soon realized is also a shark. Her specialty is naïve young girls - much like myself... Once she sank her teeth into me, she didn't let go. She shot me until I was half dead." (Pg. 105)

"For the girls who get penetrated in every hole in their first film, it's physical and mental overload." (Pg. 146.)

"Though every performer is required to have comprehensive monthly testing for sexually transmitted diseases, STDs are still a valid concern.... You never know what kind of lifestyle people are leading off the set." (Pg. 326-328.)

"Every time you're on set you're swapping fluids with someone, so your body is constantly fighting colds and flus. You get sick. You get run down." (Pg. 329)

"A week into shooting, I did a scene with Kylie Ireland, Felicia, and Vince Voyeur. That night, when I returned from work, I had a sore throat.... By the end of the movie, my throat was so swollen it hurt to swallow and I was so weak I could barely hold a conversation. When I returned home, I looked in the mirror and there were huge white lumps all over my throat...The doctor who finally saw me was a hack. "Okay, you have strep throat." (Pgs. 360-361)

"...he said a woman in the industry had contracted HIV... Before this announcement, no one in the industry to any of our knowledge had contracted the HIV virus before. And condoms were rarely used in films that that time. We canceled shooting that day because no one could work. The next day, Steve told us that it had been a false positive. Everyone was relieved, but at the same time, we had all changed: we were now aware that something like this could happen." (Pg. 377)

"I had become the main attraction in this whole circus, and it was taking a much bigger toll on my life than I realized." (Pg. 415)

"There are times when I wish the industry had a union, because the shooting schedules are inhumane. It generally takes a good three weeks to shoot even the crappiest independent film; we do it in one to six days." (Pg. 454)  

2. In order to really succeed, you will likely have to get painful breast implants.  

"One of the most frustrating things about the film work was that the producers never wanted to put me on box covers. They all said my breasts were too small. My boobs were certainly big enough for all the men who stared at them every time I left the house. But they weren't big enough by porn standards. Just like at the Crazy Horse (strip club), the girls with the monster silicone got all the attention." (Pg. 160)

"All those customers and box covers lost to girls with bigger, faker breasts had built a deep insecurity." (Pg. 169)

"Mine (breast implants) didn't turn out so well.... With an implant that big underneath my muscle, it felt like fucking Barnum and Bailey's Circus was sitting on my chest. I cried when I looked in the mirror afterward: they seemed way too big for my frame. I drank a little to kill the pain..." (Pg. 170)

"I didn't realize until years later how stupid I was to get them. (Breast implants.) Drugs tend to impair your judgment..." (Pg. 171)

3. You will likely have to have sex with other people you find repellent.

"While I was waiting for my first sex scene, my co-star, a gentleman I had never met before named Arnold Biltmore, sat next to me. He had a soft, pasty body; a porous, greasy complexion; and a kindergarten haircut, parted in the middle and combed to either side. Nothing about Arnold Biltmore turned me on. And in ten minutes I was supposed to have sex with him. When our scene started, he tried to kiss me. I turned my head away from the camera, so that no one could see me grimace.... As my head kept bumping into his stomach while I gave him head, all I could think was, 'What the hell am I doing here? This is disgusting.' A bead of sweat on Arnold's forehead...swelled and grew until it turned into a bubble, and then slowly pried itself free of his forehead.... When it smacked me between the eye, it flipped a switch in my head. 'I'm done,' I thought. 'I can't do this anymore.'" (pg. 161-162.)

"Other male actors were creepy, and looked at me as if they wanted me to be their wife afterwards; or they had erection problems and, even worse, hygiene problems." (Pg. 376)

4. Being a pornography performer can often be physically painful.

"It was such a challenge to look sexy and relaxed while manipulating my body into the various uncomfortable contortions...Even for... the simplest pose, like looking over my shoulder with my back to the camera, I had to arch so hard that my lower back cramped. When I see those photos now, it seems obvious that the sexy pout I thought I was giving the camera was just a poorly disguised grimace of pain." (Pg. 94) 

I literally limped away from the set, licking my wounds..." (Pg. 374)

"When it came time for my first boy-girl scene, Rod, of course, cast himself as my partner. His very first thrust banged my cervix wrong. I doubled over in pain, rocking and moaning and clutching myself for fifteen minutes. It took another six hours before I was ready to have sex again. I'm still not sure why the pain was so sharp - I may have been swollen from the workout I had already been through in the previous girl-girl scenes." (Pg. 423)

5. The porn industry will objectify you and influence you to see yourself as an object.

"You are the product. (Pg. 333)  

"The job of a porn star is not a calling - or even an option - for most women." Jenna Jameson (pg. 325.)   

Read the full version of Jenna's 25 Reasons here.