|I wouldn't complain if I woke up with the ability to look like|
this (though it would clearly take a bit of work).
|Oh noes, I haven't found the time or opportunity to|
wear clothes designed for another gender in a
manner that won't arose suspicion despite having
recently bought them for this purpose.
|Huh, well, see, it's already meme worthy.|
Along with those musings, I have been doing stupid things again. I think it's a matter of record that I often flirt with the idea of behaviour and other modification due to a fascination with hypnosis and conditioning. Indeed, I think I have already done much to condition sexual response and social mores in my own life. If you go beyond the line-break I shall share some of the things I found myself doing because I am random. Don't worry, I'll leave a long break if people want to comment but don't really care to read further! I shall fill that break with a couple of images with commentary. I promise they're nice enough.
So, there is an old caption blog that appears to have been taken over by a spam site but for the fact that it is primarily based on 'sissy assignments'. I read the first one of these and was slightly intrigued (obviously on a sexual level) by the content. Now, I'm getting the impression that sissy assignments are primarily about making people addicted to fellatio. I have no interest in that, nor in being the recipient of penetrative sex - well, not in a 'sissy' style at any rate. I can't really comment on it as there's never been the opportunity and there's never really been a point where I have considered it. I am reasonably certain that I am attracted to females for sex, for example, and have considered that, so I feel justified in stating myself as heterosexual in that regard. I digress.
The point is that I was drawn to an assignment about wearing heels, toes to wall, and standing with shoulders back and nose to a wall for five minutes followed by five minutes (again in heels), heels to wall, standing with shoulders and bum to wall. On the back of reading that I looked up others and found plenty. Reading them triggered a response, so of course I went looking further and found plenty more, including 'hypnosis gifs' and 'hypnosis videos'. Some of them were 'sissy' and the vast majority were 'forced feminisation'. Big surprise.
Anyway, on Sunday evening, having some spare time having been spurned by Tilly, I tried out the heels thing. It did that thing to my legs that I remembered from my time out in heels and that I recall being a delicious feeling in the couple of days afterward. I spoke about it at length there too. It is highly likely that I shall be repeating the experience at some point.
Now, I know that I am tired, but I have to wonder at what this is doing to my brain, my responses and what the motivation is. I am not stressed, I've said this before but I'm really not, and most of my dressing and my other impulses regarding what is essentially porn have been in response to periods of stress. I have even said as much and yet there is no stress here. No relationship problems, well, not new ones. So what is the motivation? Why now?
Ah, onto some images to allow people who do not wish to read about depravity to comment without being forced to read (even if by accident) the ramblings of a mad-person.
|I would love to hold a bouquet.|
Dunno for what purpose, but I would.