 Originally Posted by Jazza
SUUUUUUUUPER late reply, but have you ever read the book Starmaker by Olaf Stapledon? Amazing sci-fi about a guy whose consciousness releases from his body and explores the universe. It was written in the 40's but is staggering by even today's standards. If consciousnesses merging and splitting for all eternity gets your gears going, that book is basically some Triple-X shit right there.
Highly recommend it for everyone, though!
I totally forgot about that post. Thanks for the recommendation, I'll have to look into it!
Hmm.... I suppose it has been a while since I really contributed much to this thread. Let's see here.... I have been using a few new things lately that I have a hard time getting anywhere without.
The first one is the thought of becoming clothes being worn by people. I've used a few different things, but I have a preference for one-piece bathing suits. Not really sure why, I just do. There are a couple different extensions to this. One is me becoming the clothes and then sort of injecting myself into the body of the person wearing me, not so much as just becoming them but more like mind control. Though, sometimes I think of it as more along the lines of fusion like I mentioned before, but without so much of the transpersonal aspect. Or at least, we'd still be a functional being even if our mindset is a bit altered. One of things that really appeals to me about this is the thought of not having to do anything (not even breath) while still being able to do anything (through the person), if that makes sense. That one I pretty much always imagine with girls. A different way I take it is with me starting out luring people into sort of a trap, and I always imagine this one with guys. Basically once we're already getting intimate I turn into the clothes in a very stylistic way that has me forming around them (and it's still generally a girls' one-piece bathing suit) and then becoming fused to them so they can't take me off, and then as a result of wearing me they transform into a girl and end up in kind of a fantasy gender bender scenario. That one I really like lately. I think it may be at least partially linked to me liking seeing a feminine side in guys.
This one.... Well, first let me say that when I fantasize I tend to think about myself as lots of different people, I'm fairly dissociated with my identity and can picture myself in all kinds of different bodies and still feel personally connected to them. So when I say I'm thinking of myself here, it's not always actually me, but you get the picture. Anyway, bear with me for this one. In this one the way it works is I fantasize myself technically again as an inanimate object, but not exactly.... I think of myself as my body, but just my body as an object, not my mind which controls my body. Got that? So because for the sake of imagination I do have to have some "point of view" I feel my body as some kind of strange mechanical being, but I don't actually think of it from a person's point of view. But there's more, when I'm doing this I think about myself as the object oriented upside down from myself as the person, so my arms are my legs, my head is my crotch, and vice-versa. And then I imagine experiencing sex from that perspective. Now, some of you may think that the implications there are obvious, but that's really not what it's about. The main focus for me is the bizarre feeling of just being oriented that way and REALLY thinking about what that would feel like, having your arms extend straight up and then out into feet, and your legs twisting back around and up and becoming hands, and your face being nothing but your crotch and your crotch having eyes and ears and a nose and a mouth and a tongue... especially the tongue, that really stands out to me. And beyond that the mechanical side of feeling the euphoria of having sex, the release of chemicals flowing through you and the contractions of ecstasy and the like, and seeing all of this at once from just one big objective structure.
Lastly (for now), I've been using something which I like to call the "tunnel of faces". This one will probably be a little harder to describe in a way that'll really get it across well, so just try to be imaginative. Again, the same applies as the last one where 'myself' can be pretty much anyone I picture myself as. First, try to think of your vision as a flat screen 3D TV. Like, the image and use of two different cameras (eyes) creates the illusion of a third dimension, but the image itself is just a big flat picture. And that's what it really is, but I mean really picture it that way. Now, put everything in your vision as an actual 2D image that's just a backdrop on the screen. Now imagine a 3D space extending in the space between your consciousness and the backdrop, a space that now seems more 3D than any normal perception you've had, something TRULY 3D created by your mind that is not bound to the flat surface that your eyes create. Good so far? Alright, now at this point I imagine my face as a part of this 3D space, making a face I would when sexually pleased, and I don't just mean like a stationary face, I mean like moving like I would if I was that excited, in one quick whispy movement. Then, I imagine another of my face doing a similar but different whispy movement in another area of my vision, not totally separate from the first face but not covering it. This continues until the faces begin to cover up my entire line of sight and there's nothing but a growing tunnel of faces before me. As the faces continue to spawn, they become more solidified in reality, and I actually feel them as my own. What I mean by that is, try to imagine that you actually feel something in your line of sight as if it was a part of your body. Some people can probably do this more easily than others. I mean really feel it as if it was truly an extension of you. That's how it goes with the faces, every movement they make in total or just with eyes or mouth or whatever I feel within that 3D space as a part of my expanded self, and with each face the feelings of sexual euphoria that the faces feel (and as such, I do too) become stronger and stronger until they've not only blocked out my sight but my perception of my normal body and sense of what feelings are normal and what aren't as well, and I'm nothing but this endlessly growing entity of pure pleasure separate from all concepts of reality. That's my newest one, and I'm really enjoying it.
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