One thing I like to do is to go back and read posts that I made years in the past. I've always been kind of an odd duck, even my earliest records of being online, from when I was about 9 or 10, show that I had interesting ideas. For instance, when on April 3, 2010, when I was 11 years old I posted this review on a (gay incest, obviously) fanfiction.
"i liked it. for some reason i like gay incest better than straight incest."
At that time, I was under the hilariously inaccurate illusion that I was (at least mostly) heterosexual. I couldn't have been more wrong. I'm as gay as they come. As soon as I started reading fanfiction (9 years old about) I always gravitated toward gay stuff, but I claimed up-and-down that I was straight. This illusion was shattered by the time I got out of 5th grade, and realized that I really liked a certain boy in my class. I still like incest (no, I haven't engaged in it. My family is all squares), and I supported it in real life even at that time.
That brings us to the main point of this journal. About a year later on July 11th, 2011 I left a comment on a stupid post complaining about incest in the YuGiOh fandom. I was never a part of that fandom, but I used it as an oppurtunity to argue in favor of real-life incest. Keep in mind that I was 12 years old. Here's my original comment:
"you know incest=love love=love love=good
LOVE IS NOT GROSS
i support incest between consenting adults or both minors"
What followed was one of the first debates I had in favor of yiff rights. Yep, [iconname]Swiftpaw[/iconname], while I wasn't able to have my own yiffy fun as a cub, unlike you, I did my best to stand up for other's yiff rights, and to be yiff-positive, at a young age. Of course, I wasn't perfect. As you can tell from the post, I was still brainwashed by societies views of pedophilia. I didn't fix that until reading a debate that
had with some anti-pedo loser a couple years later. I also learned later to focus on reason and logic, rather than simply emotional pleas. Here's the full debate thread:
Please to not bother, or otherwise contact the person I was having the debate with. As you can see at the bottom, I tried to rehash the debate recently as a "mature" adult, and they declined, thinking it was a fandom issue. I decided not to go further, and we should all leave them alone, and focus on more willing debate-partners. Plus, I don't want them to delete their post, and remove the debate from existence. While I said some cringy stuff, I would like it to stay "public record"
Here's an archive of the post that I told the other person to read. It seems to have gotten nuked. https://web.archive.org/web/20121109105141/https://rott... It's a bit angry for my tastes now, but if the person I was debating with was able to read it, you guys should be too.
Since I already mentioned 2 of the 3 people I know I can have a proper conversation with I'll mention
Note: Opinions of 12-year-old me do not nessacarily reflect the opnions of 20-year-old me. They actually mostly do, stangely enough, but they differ in regards to pedophila, as we established, and religion. My religious views are very different from what I claimed them to be at 12. While I certainly had my doubts then, it wasn't until later that I become a bona fide atheiest, ehich I am currently.
Note: I don't think Tay, Swift, and Galen are the only people I can have intellegent conversations with, they're just the only people I can think of off of the to of my head that have proven it to me. Also, disagreement and reasoned debate is always welcome. Also, "Swift" and "Galen." I don't actually know if you like to be called those things as names, I know that Tay is "Tay," but I haven' really discussed names with either of you. Please tell me what you'd like to be called if it's different.
I'm probably the weirdest one here, as my primary type of preferred sex is with plushies and fursuits, rather than living critters. Actually, it would be with real furries, as in human-sized upright walking and talking raccoons, skunks, ferrets, rodents and other cute furs. Or, as a second preference, I'd be yiffing almost 24/7 with various furry cartoon characters, like Stitch, Pikachu, Koda, Simba, Mickey Mouse, Roger Rabbit, etc. Unfortunately, furry and cartoon critters don't exist in the real life would where I can be yiffy and have fun with them. The closest substitute that is real that I've discovered is plushies, followed by fursuits. Fursuits only count though if the person inside them is of the same mindset, having similar perverted and extreme desires as myself. That's very rarely the case in the real world though, so that pretty much leaves plushies.
I've never been into humans or especially the feel of human skin. When I was still in grade school and high school, long before I ever did anything sexual with a person, I used to fantasize over people in addition to furry critters and such. But, when I was 24, I had my first human sexual experience. It feel so incredibly short of my imagination that it was borderline turn-off to me at the time. I tried with people additional times in my life after that, but none have ever come close to the experience I get each day from simply masturbating with my plushies. Naked human skin simply can't compete with plush fur - not even close. So, for me to be with a human, they need to be in a fursuit , a kigu, or super thick winter clothes like a full body snow suit.
I'm not gay, straight or bi. Gender has no practical meaning to my sexual orientation. If anything, my orientation could best be defined as a texturephile, with an emphasis on plush fur and thickness. I don't go places and look at people o fantasize over. I actually think about some people's clothing though, if it happens to be really thick, or something like I would have worn as a child, like shortalls, or puffy snowsuits. While most men go through porn magazines like Playboy or Hustler to get a boner, I go through winter clothes catalogs, Disney catalogs, and anything with a good plush toy section.
I don't have attraction to kids, but I like to dress as a kid and to be like a kid myself. That's because I have an attraction to the sort of clothes kids wore when I was that age. Modern kids don't generally wear the sort of clothes I'm into though. Actually clothing of the past twenty years is nowhere near the goodness that it once was. So my sexual attractions are sort of stuck in a past that no longer exists. The high quality plushies from the '70s, '80s and '90s, and the overly thick yiffable puffy winter clothes from the '70s and '80s can only be found used in thrift stores or on eBay, and they are pretty rare even in those places. That's a huge part of what I need for sexual arousal though.
Well, there is fursuits, That is something that is generally much better now than when I was young. Unfortunately, they also cost about a full year of my income, if I were to have one custom made for myself. Eating and paying my mortgage and utility bills sort of comes first, and that leaves basically nothing to buy fursuits with. I found two for $15 each in a flea market once, and paid prices like $30, $50 and $75 for different ones that were used and sometimes beat to pieces before I got them.
One thing that is more important than everything to me, since the age of six, is the smell of dried pee. Regardless of how many plushies or fursuits I'm with, I simply can't become aroused without that smell, and the stronger, the better. Dried cum also works, but it has to be strong too. The scat stuff that I haven't done a lot of yet, is becoming more and more arousing as each month goes by. Perhaps it's because I'm becoming desensitized to what I'm used to, and need to experience a higher level of olfactory sensory input.
I'm probably the weirdest one here, as my primary type of preferred sex is with plushies and fursuit
