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Not having a penis
I used to deny that I had penis envy. I used to act cool and pretend like I didn't even want one. I can't hold it in anymore. I really, really, really, really want a penis to call my own. Before anyone mentions dildos, vibrators or strap-ons, they're just not the same. Sure, they're fun for a minute, but ultimately, they bring nothing but pain and disappointment. Also, I really don't want to get any sort of surgery, so unless someone invents some sort of temporary penis generating machine, I'm out of luck. I really want to be able to squeeze it, choke it, flick it, grab it and rub it. I want to be able to get a stiffy in class and see if I can get myself off without anyone noticing. I want to put a little hat on it and give it a cutesy name, like Violet, Mr. Wiggles or Fluffy. I want to pop up behind my boyfriend out of nowhere and surprise him by pressing it against his thigh. I want to tie a ribbon to it and dance around in front of a mirror. Most of all, I really just want to hump the fuck out of something, mercilessly, as brutally as I can.
The sad part is, while I know I'd have fun with it for about a week, maybe a month tops, I'd just get tired of it eventually. Still, I wouldn't want what I had. I would probably want tentacles or something like that. Then I'd get bored with that and want to try out a cloaca for a while, and I'd keep going until I've possessed every kind of genital(s) there are, and I still wouldn't feel satisfied.
Dammit, I wish I were a shapeshifter.
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What annoys me about penises is, society seems to depict them as a symbol of power and/or domination. It annoys me because really, it looks like you could cut it clean off with a shaving razor if it was travelling fast enough. It's weak. It's so weak you can injure yourself if you put your pants on wrong, how it ever got its reputation is bewildering to me.
Yeah, it's pretty stupid.
I like your humping description.
One night I had a visitor, and she was a vision from out of this
world. It started with a knock on my door. Before I answered it, I had
never even dreamed about what was soon to happen.
She showed up at twilight one late-summer evening. She said she was
having car trouble a mile down the road. I offered my phone and a cold
drink, and she entered my home with a thank you and an appreciative
smile. As she walked past me into the house, her elbow brushed against
my breast. My pussy throbbed at her mere touch.
The atmosphere was sexually charged. Our eyes met and held long enough
for my nipples to grow hard. I saw with astonished excitement that she
was also very turned on. I blushed and turned away, saying how thirsty
she must be after walking through the heat to get here, and would she
care for some iced tea? She agreed, and I showed her the location of my
phone.
After returning with her drink, she introduced herself as Teresa, and I introduced myself.I have had fantasies about a woman loving me, the two of us rubbing
every inch of our bodies together--our pussies and titties grinding
against each other. Now here was Teresa, and oh God, she turned me on so
much, I was throbbing, soaking wet.
She gazed at me and said, "You're going to be a sweet fuck."
With that, she walked over to me and offered her sweet lips to mine. Our
mouths melted together, and we explored each other's mouths with our
tongues while our hands connected to each other's breasts. Next, her
hands unbuttoned my crop top while mine worked on the buttons to her
silky top. We pulled off our shorts in a state of fevered excitement.
"Try joining the NRA. That organization is all about giving surrogate penises to people who lack penises."
I like this idea.
And I suppose, I sympathise with your plight, Bob, but I don't know what there is to do about it. Try talking to a physciatrist, perhaps? Preferably one well-versed in gender?
Aside from that, I don't really know what to say.
How long you felt like this? It's seems like you been dealing with this for a while? The post sounds almost like joke post but there's a certain sincerity about it.
The first of the lovebirds he visited was the quiet and shy one. When she took one look at him, she screamed and ran away (as young women are wont to do when faced with such a sight for the first time.)
The second of the pair was the more assertive and sexually aggressive of the two, and upon seeing the penis-alien the first thing she thought to do was to see if she could somehow attach it by grabbing it and sticking the base of it between her legs. When she realized it wouldn't work that way, she tossed it aside and walked off, ignoring the penis-alien's protests.
(And no, I don't want to know what it says about me for this thread to be the one that pulled me out of lurk-mode.)
We want to help Bob, but there's not much we can do besides figure out an outlet for his penis envy.
And I, for one, would like to know what problems can't be solved with Hentai!
edit: v Oh, no, I meant real problems. ;p
>It's so weak you can injure yourself if you put your pants on wrong, how it ever got its reputation is bewildering to me.
Because rape, probably.
The sword is mightier than the chest.
You're right, though.
^ That's not strictly true at all, and the sword/chest comparison probably further confuses things. I could argue that something that envelops something could be considered stronger than the thing in question in some circumstances.
edit: v Oh, no, I meant real problems. ;p
I hate you
(Penis versus bear trap, for that matter.)