bunches o' stuff
Apr. 1st, 2005 09:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
axesladeall right, I also forgot I finished reading As Nature Made Him: The Boy Who Was Raised As a Girl by John Colapinto (I think that's right) today. Makes it so much sadder that David Reimer killed himself last year.
Next, the same quiz taken with all my aliases. I only know one or two guys in this. Oh well
And then there's this, the beginning of a new story WARNING: NC-17, TURN AWAY IF EROTIC HORROR SCARES YOU, AS EVEN THOUGH THERE IS LITTLE DETAIL YET, THERE'S A PRETTY GOOD HINT WHERE IT'S GOING
Disclaimer: Not mine. Inspired by the story 'Sex Object' by Graham Masterson, which appeared in the book 'Hottest Blood', edited by Jelff Gelb and Micheal Garrett.
Title: The Things We Do For Love
Rating: NC-17
Reasons: Graphic details of human anatomy/sexual content/language
Genre: Horror/Angst/Romance
"Miss Slade, what you're asking for...it's completely out of the question."
"And why is that?" Mandy shifted in her seat, crossing her legs and licking her lips.
"You give it to women who feel they should be men. Why not to me?"
Raymond Wittlinger shook his head, trying not to look at her long legs and the tight skirt that outlined her sex.
"I do surgeries for those people to help their mental health. Not to try and save a marriage that's already been broken."
Mandy tapped her nails on the desk.
"Doctor Wittlinger, this _is_ for my mental health. My husband is only cheating on me because Mistah Wild has something I don't. No matter what kind of toys I use, dildos, strap ons, he's never happy with anything but the real thing. I love this man. I want do it for him. Can't you understand? I'm meant to be with him, I know it. Losing him would probably destroy me."
The doctor turned his head when he saw the longing in her eyes.
"It's completely against all ethics and morals I have..."
"What about the men who's penises you removed? They all agreed to be heart, kidney, or liver donors. They didn't agree to have their dicks removed so some butch could fuck with real meat."
"You're trying to blackmail me, aren't you?"
"What would have made you think that?" she smiled, lighting a fag and blowing it in his face.
He sighed.
"You do know this is going to disfigure you horribly, possibly inreversably."
Mandy's lips turned up in a soft smile.
"Wonderful."
Next, the same quiz taken with all my aliases. I only know one or two guys in this. Oh well
And then there's this, the beginning of a new story WARNING: NC-17, TURN AWAY IF EROTIC HORROR SCARES YOU, AS EVEN THOUGH THERE IS LITTLE DETAIL YET, THERE'S A PRETTY GOOD HINT WHERE IT'S GOING
Disclaimer: Not mine. Inspired by the story 'Sex Object' by Graham Masterson, which appeared in the book 'Hottest Blood', edited by Jelff Gelb and Micheal Garrett.
Title: The Things We Do For Love
Rating: NC-17
Reasons: Graphic details of human anatomy/sexual content/language
Genre: Horror/Angst/Romance
"Miss Slade, what you're asking for...it's completely out of the question."
"And why is that?" Mandy shifted in her seat, crossing her legs and licking her lips.
"You give it to women who feel they should be men. Why not to me?"
Raymond Wittlinger shook his head, trying not to look at her long legs and the tight skirt that outlined her sex.
"I do surgeries for those people to help their mental health. Not to try and save a marriage that's already been broken."
Mandy tapped her nails on the desk.
"Doctor Wittlinger, this _is_ for my mental health. My husband is only cheating on me because Mistah Wild has something I don't. No matter what kind of toys I use, dildos, strap ons, he's never happy with anything but the real thing. I love this man. I want do it for him. Can't you understand? I'm meant to be with him, I know it. Losing him would probably destroy me."
The doctor turned his head when he saw the longing in her eyes.
"It's completely against all ethics and morals I have..."
"What about the men who's penises you removed? They all agreed to be heart, kidney, or liver donors. They didn't agree to have their dicks removed so some butch could fuck with real meat."
"You're trying to blackmail me, aren't you?"
"What would have made you think that?" she smiled, lighting a fag and blowing it in his face.
He sighed.
"You do know this is going to disfigure you horribly, possibly inreversably."
Mandy's lips turned up in a soft smile.
"Wonderful."
