Force - RTOTD #798

Day 798

So I didn't really do much while I was in Texas that's story-worthy. For the most part, I just kinda went into the office there, did all the stuff that I needed to, went back to my hotel and took a shower, hunted fuuds and then watched Netflix. To be honest, it was pretty boring.

However, I did hang out with an old friend/ex-girlfriend and her fiance while I was there. And I got substitute dogs to hang out with during my trip. The office in Houston has a "yard dog" that kinda plays guard dog. He's an old boy that you can tell is getting up in age (he's been there for as long as I can remember, and I was first at that yard 8 or 9 years ago) and was a stray that wandered in and never left because he kinda found a "home" in a scrap yard.

I also got to get my evening substitute puppy time with my old friend's dog. They have a year-old puppy that is full of energy. About the size of @Artemis_Fallen's dog. But taller and skinnier. Still all paws and legs like a lot of year-old puppies. But I'm not here to talk about the dogs. As much as it was fun to play with them.

Well, the one evening, we all went to dinner with their other roomies. I drove, like usual, mostly because my rental was the biggest of all the cars and it was easier to just take the 1. On the way, we ended up having a conversation about how much of an influence I have on people. Primarily with the girls that I have dated, and in 1 way in particular.

While we agreed that it was likely because I hadn't quite figured out my Bimboization kink nearly as much as I have at this point (which is still pretty far from fully examined), apparently for a long period of time I was subconsciously engaging in basically Forced Feminization. But Forced Feminization of women, which is a little more obscure of a kink than the more standard submissive male kink of being force feminized by a FemDom. For those readers out there that aren't as familiar with some of the kinky stuff that I write about (believe it or not, there are a lot of vanilla readers that send me e-mail asking questions about the kinkier stuff that I write) most of the time, Forced Feminization is something that I have seen associated with humiliation for submissive males. I, on the other hand, practiced virtually the same thing on girls. But not necessarily with an emphasis on the humiliation aspect, though I guess it was still there to a degree because it wasn't something they were entirely comfortable with, or else it wouldn't have been "forced".

I mean, I guess I was doing it. And I was being clear from the beginning that "this is how it was gonna be if you really have any interest in dating me". But I didn't really "name" it. I just kinda said "here's the things that I like" and then went from there.

But part of the conversation was also on the way that that impact stretched beyond the period of time that we were dating. The way that those changes that I demanded in wardrobe or how they did their makeup or whatever... the way that they stuck with the people I dated. The way that they liked the changes that I had made to the point of not only continuing to present themselves in a similar fashion, but in the way that they occasionally even continued down the same road that was not necessarily discussed but anyone with 2 firing neurons could figure out where the road led.

And after thinking about it and thinking about the other girls that I've dated that I demanded similar "changes" out of, and on occasions that I would run into them down the line at something, how often they had also kept those same "changes".

I just find it interesting. And to a degree, it's a validation of what I was doing. I hesitate to use the term "improve" when it comes to the long-term impact that I could possibly have on someones life, but in the few discussions that I had with people while we were dating, mostly to get their feedback and see if they were growing comfortable with those changes, or even in cases where I spoke to them after the fact, the general concensus was that they were happier with themselves after the fact than they were before. So hey, maybe I'll chalk it up to some positive reinforcement and being at the right place at the right time. And because I'm a complete narcissist, I kinda like that I ended up being "right" as well as finding out that I wasn't just being humored or placated while we were together if they chose to keep those changes after the fact.

Maybe it's just my thing? Find kinda hippy chicks or the types that don't put that much effort into their appearance (or those that are just a little shy and want to blend in rather than stand out) and then push them in a way to alter their appearance in a way that they likely would not have without prompting, and then doing so in a way that improves their self-esteem.

So I guess I'm doing a public service. I'm like a Life Coach... for whorification!

The Doktor: Helping Womens' Self-Esteem, One Bimbo-Building At A Time.

You can all thank me. Line forms to the left.

I Really Am This Bored - RTOTD #785

Day 785

I'm so bored that I think I want to make a sockpuppet account on FL just to troll myself.

I've been severely lacking trolls recently, so it might jump start the trend.

Or they just all realized that I'm smarter than them and will own every insult they throw my way, plus I can be a jackass back at them with more originality than them, and eventually leave them as sniveling puddles of tears and blood.

Or just break out a bullhorn and be louder than them so I never even hear them.

So here's your lesson for the day... Bullhorns are Troll-repellent.

Or maybe I'm just really really bored. I think I'm just really really bored.

Since it's Friday, I figured we could... oh fuck it. I'm just gonna sit here and play solitare on my iPad or read a book or something. I just want to go home.

I mean... I'm bored enough that I'm not just going to fill this thing with porn just to amuse myself.

Or maybe I will...

Congrats, Ladies - RTOTD #780.1

Day 780.1

You're now allowed to serve in active duty on the battlefield with men.

Hell, I always thought it was a little sexist that the women weren't allowed to go out and die with the men. But I don't wanna hear anything when you break a nail or don't have time to do your makeup before an attack.

Hopefully, you and your uniform look like this, because it would totally be a distraction to the enemy and let our men go out and kill them:

Unconventional Kinks - RTOTD #773

Day 773

So I've been thinking about this a little recently and wanted to maybe throw some of those thoughts down onto the intertron about them. So here's a series of disjointed thoughts just thrown at the keyboard this morning with no real attempt to make them into a coherent post.

1. I think we've all figured out that I have a thing for slutty/skanky/trampy/trashy/bimbo-ish girls at this point. And I've kinda come to realize that a lot of my old kinks are fading a bit in the past year or 2 while this particular kink has grown stronger and stronger. To the point where it's almost reached fetish level for me.

2. Continuing on this, with other kinks becoming of lesser and lesser interest while this one grows, is this a sign that I have a finite amount of kinkiness and as one kink grows stronger, another must fade to accomodate it? Would that even make any sense? It might, but it also might not. I haven't put that much thought into it yet.

3. Where does that leave me with some of my other kinks? They don't seem as important to engage in anymore. I mean, I want to, but I just don't have that same motivation. Is it because I am so "out of practice" with playing with rope or throwing a flogger or even keeping my rhythm with drumsticks, that I don't know if I want to re-hone those skills? Is that a thing? Do I want to experience some of the learning curve that I had many years ago when I first started playing around with rope and impact?

4. I don't really play much, and I don't really go out of my way to find people to play with. My intensity level is lower when it comes to this. Do I need to just say "fuck it" and play around with some of my more conventional kinks and see if that same animalistic and sadistic side grows stronger again?

Not everything that once fit somewhere
will always fit in the same place

5. What would that do to my bimbo-fetish if I do, in fact, have a finite quantity of kinkiness to spread around to my different interests?

6. Where do I really fit in around here if this is my most powerful kink and the others are kinda reaching the "meh" stage? It's not a conventional kink. In fact, it seems to be a pretty niche kink. When everyone else is playing with rope or beating the hell out of someone, I'm standing and staring and trying to work on an art project of designing the most asthetically appealing look on a girl and helping to bring out a side of her that is often downright whorish. That's not exactly the most conventional kink or the most easy to play with in a scene. It's not something where I can go "ok, and this begins the scene and this other thing here ends it and here's what we're going to do in between"... this is a kinda endless scene with one person. It doesn't really have a set beginning, middle, or end like a play session. There's not really any way TO play in the conventional "let's have a scene at this party/dungeon/home tonight" sense.

7. How many of my other kinks fit this same unconventional category? How many are uncategorizable? How many are niche? How many other people are in the same boat?

8. Finally... where is the happy medium between my bimbo fetish and my more conventional kinks? Because I think I'm losing it if I ever had a grip on where it was.

So yeah... there's a bunch of words about this. Maybe at some point, I'll actually write something up that makes more sense, but not right now. I just wanted to throw this down and maybe some of the comments will spur some other thoughts that tie this shit together. Because as of right now, these are all terribly fragmented and there's a lot of rambling nonsense involved. A mix of practical and metaphysical bullshit that is a little hard to tie together.

Ok... I'm done with this for now.