Flowers for Fifi?

[FurryFury]

A near adventure in being a femme cock wielder

I don't mind being mistaken for a guy, particularly if I am playing one. Then it's a compliment!

I think like a guy a lot of the time but I really enjoying being a girl.

The only time I didn't like it, was when some guy wanted to "suck my dick." That confused me because I was pretty sure he knew I was a girl but suddenly he wanted to do that.

I was all like, "Hey, I'm a girl, dude, ain't got no dick, I just sorta rent to own ya know?"

LOL!

What I found out, and this was all fresh to me then, was that he wanted to suck a strap on while I wore it. I totally didn't get that concept. Now I know it's a mind fuck. Back then I knew nothing.

So I said, "WTF? What is the point of that? Give me something with physical sensation bitch. I don't get you at all!"

LMAO!

Actually I found out he was married, his wife didn't know he was doing this, and his wife even played! So I told him to get his slave ass back to his mistress lickey spit.

BTW, this guy contacted me out of nowhere on yahoo. There was nothing in my profile to indicate I would do or be interested in this sort of thing. Yet all of my personal information was on there because when I made the profile I was thinking it was just another way to get gigs. I wasn't doing RP or cyber when I made that profile. I mean it even had links to where I would next appear in public and my phone number. Doh! At the time, he contacted my, I just barely knew what cyber was.

I found out his deal was this: The sod would search yahoo for people in his city, then contact them cold, and ask to call them because he was too fucking lazy to type while yanking it. See he didn't want to pay long distance charges.

He didn't shut up until I told him I had been talking to a woman that very day. Who could have been his wife. She told me her little shit of a husband was doing naughty things on the Internet and she had installed spy ware on his machine without him knowing it to catch him at it. Yes, I told him this. She said the next time her slave husband erred, she'd know it and he would be verrrrry sorry!

Well, that shut him up. Meanwhile I was changing my profile deleting all contact details and hoping his little squirrel brain forgot it all. *grr*

That my friends, is one reason why I am very careful with contact info now no matter how much they beg. I don't really like begging, much.

*snicker*

Now of course I get the whole strap on thing, which reminds me, I need another one. A stronger one....

Fury

PS, Seduce, how anyone could mistake your luscious self for a guy is far beyond my ability to understand! *kiss*

 

[graceanne]

I don't mind being mistaken for a guy, particularly if I am playing one. Then it's a compliment!

I think like a guy a lot of the time but I really enjoying being a girl.

The only time I didn't like it, was when some guy wanted to "suck my dick." That confused me because I was pretty sure he knew I was a girl but suddenly he wanted to do that.

I was all like, "Hey, I'm a girl, dude, ain't got no dick, I just sorta rent to own ya know?"

LOL!

What I found out, and this was all fresh to me then, was that he wanted to suck a strap on while I wore it. I totally didn't get that concept. Now I know it's a mind fuck. Back then I knew nothing.

So I said, "WTF? What is the point of that? Give me something with physical sensation bitch. I don't get you at all!"

LMAO!

Actually I found out he was married, his wife didn't know he was doing this, and his wife even played! So I told him to get his slave ass back to his mistress lickey spit.

BTW, this guy contacted me out of nowhere on yahoo. There was nothing in my profile to indicate I would do or be interested in this sort of thing. Yet all of my personal information was on there because when I made the profile I was thinking it was just another way to get gigs. I wasn't doing RP or cyber when I made that profile. I mean it even had links to where I would next appear in public and my phone number. Doh! At the time, he contacted my, I just barely knew what cyber was.

I found out his deal was this: The sod would search yahoo for people in his city, then contact them cold, and ask to call them because he was too fucking lazy to type while yanking it. See he didn't want to pay long distance charges.

He didn't shut up until I told him I had been talking to a woman that very day. Who could have been his wife. She told me her little shit of a husband was doing naughty things on the Internet and she had installed spy ware on his machine without him knowing it to catch him at it. Yes, I told him this. She said the next time her slave husband erred, she'd know it and he would be verrrrry sorry!

Well, that shut him up. Meanwhile I was changing my profile deleting all contact details and hoping his little squirrel brain forgot it all. *grr*

That my friends, is one reason why I am very careful with contact info now no matter how much they beg. I don't really like begging, much.

*snicker*

Now of course I get the whole strap on thing, which reminds me, I need another one. A stronger one....

Fury

PS, Seduce, how anyone could mistake your luscious self for a guy is far beyond my ability to understand! *kiss*

As I said, you don't need to give people drugs to make them stupid. There are plenty of idiots out there.

 

[TaintedB]

I am not familiar with the book Flowers for Algernon.

Do you think you could give a brief synopsis as a way of understanding the thoughts that prompted this thread?

Not sure how you could drop IQ points deliberately.

Sometimes it happens due to life or circumstance but that is rarely a deliberate act.

For example a bright intelligent persons life takes a curve and they end up lacking self-confidence, watching Jerry Springer and thinking only in terms of day time TV.
It can take months or years to get there but it does happen.

Apathy can set in and its not easy to return to the point where you went into decline.

I am curious about how you imagine you could deliberately lose IQ points.

I am aware of people in relationships where one of the partners is bright, witty, intelligent etc but it gives an easier life if they do not always shine the brightest.

They have not lost IQ points but they don't always make their intelligence obvious.

If you deliberately and knowingly downgrade your IQ, does that make you more intelligent because you have figured out how to achieve this and still retain the person you are?

Ok Grace answered the book part for me (thanks!). This is a hypothetical "what if" question, and there are no dumb pills in existence as far as I know nor any other way to consciously and in a controlled fashion lower intelligence. There are poisons in the evironment and substances you can take that will kill brain cells or give you brain cancer and I suppose there is always lobotomies, but none of this was what I was thinking of. The what if part is "what if there were" a way to easily make yourself dumber and your dominant wanted this... but didn't force you to do it. Would you do it? That's all.

 

[TaintedB]

Ok, you got me with this one sentence. i can stop reading, right there, and make my decision now.

More stupid ?!??

In that i am not stupid at all, i am disqualified from offering a reply based on this thread's survey.

LOL, you're picking nits, and I believe you know that isn't what I meant, but that's OK, it's kind of a sensitive topic. That's why it interests me so much.

 

[TaintedB]

Sorry, tainted, but I totally and utterly disagree with you here. I am certainly no genius but in the course of my life (through jobs and school and stuff mostly) have come into contact with people who have less significantly less intelligence than me. They most certainly did not live in a state of ignorant bliss, as you seem to suggest, but rather often a state of frustration where they would get themselves into situations that were bad and not be able to see clearly how they got there and how to get out of them. They still felt the emotional fall out of living in a fucked up world that tried to mess them up at every turn but lacked the analytical tools to deal with it, IMO of course.

I used to think that people with less intelligence were more peaceful (in fact at one point when I was very low as a teenager i remember begging my psychiatrist for a lobotomy ) but I just don't believe thats true anymore. Maybe for some people, but not those that I have met. The people I have met who are happy tend to be people who are emotionally sound and that has little to do with intelligence and more to do with their practical support, relationship satisfaction, self esteem and things which generally transcend the mere intellect.

(I am also drunk. I have had a very good night drinking wine with Owen. After the second bottle we did naughty things! VERY naughty things! I hope your headache is not too bad in the morning )

Ok, I am not "hic" anymore so I will answer this. (but also no headache--it worked Gracie!)

I guess the reason I thought this was because for a good number of years and in several cities I used to ride the busses and I'd often be on one with a whole bunch of learning disabled people. There were a few glum ones but most of them were very happy and gregarious, joking around like kids, running from seat to seat, teasing each other, laughing and laughing. Most of them didn't act like they had a worry or a care in the world. I often envied their apparent lack of worry and angst, even wished I could be like them at times so I could be unaware of or forgetful of my own problems, relaxed, and having fun. Sometimes there were learning disabled kids at the schools I went to, too, and once again, they were mostly happy and oblivious even to all the cruel teasing that the "normal?" kids did to them.

 

[TaintedB]

LOL, this hypothetical is along the lines of 'would you kill yourself for your Dominant' and those others that come up from time to time. Fortunately he was attracted from the beginning by my mind and utilises it well for what he needs so I don't see it coming up as a suggestion.......OTOH the head shaving thing is occupying quite a bit of his thought waves at the moment so I try and stay out of rooms where razors are visible and he is present just incase.

Catalina

...and damn, George Michael and his Patience album are preventing all coherent thought right now.

Oh no! Franciso is interested in the head-shaving idea? Rut-roh for you, lol. (hmm... wonder if I should start a beautiful bald woman thread and maybe get a few more submissives here in trouble )

Better start learning how to wear a wig, if you don't already know how.

 

[Guest]

 

[curiousjen]

Ok, I am not "hic" anymore so I will answer this. (but also no headache--it worked Gracie!)

I guess the reason I thought this was because for a good number of years and in several cities I used to ride the busses and I'd often be on one with a whole bunch of learning disabled people. There were a few glum ones but most of them were very happy and gregarious, joking around like kids, running from seat to seat, teasing each other, laughing and laughing. Most of them didn't act like they had a worry or a care in the world. I often envied their apparent lack of worry and angst, even wished I could be like them at times so I could be unaware of or forgetful of my own problems, relaxed, and having fun. Sometimes there were learning disabled kids at the schools I went to, too, and once again, they were mostly happy and oblivious even to all the cruel teasing that the "normal?" kids did to them.

Hmmmm. I must admit that when I wrote my post I was thinking more about "stupid" people like bimbos and airheads rather than disabled people. Thats a little further down the spectrum than I envisaged we were talking about. They are totally two different kettles of fish, as far as I'm concerned but hey ho, you raise an interesting point and I will endeavor to answer in some fashion.

My mother works with learning disabled children, teaching them music. I just rang her up to ask her if they seemed happier than regular children and she said they were certainly some happy children at that school, and some of them were a "joy to teach" but she said there were some miserable ones also. She said generally it depended on the level of disability and most importantly their family background. She said a lot of them suffer from disorientation and confusion and some are emotionally very needy, always wanting reassurance etc.

Soooooooo. I guess that proves not a lot, but it was an interesting conversation nevertheless I don't know if intelligence is linked to happiness, but my suspicion is that it is not, but it has got me thinking.

This whole topic has got me thinking, about my intelligence and how important it is to our relationship. I was wondering why this thread was really bothering me, and why I couldn't stop thinking about it. The thing that struck me is that its quite close to home. Not in that I'm getting stupider, but my god is Owen SMART. Over the last few years I have noticed a gap emerge between me and Owen, as he does his MA and then (hopefully) PhD it seems like he is getting more intelligent, or at least more trained in his intelligence all the time, and i am being left further and further behind. As his studies get more intense and he becomes more dedicated, his vocabulary increases and his reasoning and logic are sharper, and I guess he's one step ahead of me now, which always keeps me on my toes but also gets me a little sad sometimes. It doesn't affect our relationship so much at the moment, except for in the real "intellectual" type discussions where he runs rings around me. I don't know where I'm going with this exactly but I guess what I'm saying is that, no, I would never let myself get stupider, by drug or lobotomy or any method and from the results here I don't think many would. However, I will work my hardest at my job to support my PYL whilst he gets smarter and smarter and do all I can to help him facilitate his dream of being a professor at some prestigious university someday.

The gap is still there, ya know- and I do worry about what its eventual consequences will be. And some days thinking about that is hard to deal with.

Sorry tainted for this long winded and tangential post. Hope you manage to extract some sense from it somehow

 

[FurryFury]

Hi Curious Jen,

*hugs*

I understand what you are saying. I am always attracted to men who are super intelligent.
However, there are all kinds of intelligence.

You seem plenty intelligent to me.

I could always beat my men with logic and words. You really don't want to argue with me ever. I try not to argue but I get pretty brutal if I have to go there. I'm not mean I'm just devastating. *smiles sweetly*

There there is emotional intelligence. There is intuition. There is wisdom and so many more.

I always like to be able to bounce things off of my man. He is the type who thinks far deeper and much differently than I do. He always surprises me.

He also actually reads instruction manuals (Yuck!) and can digest the information, then use it! Wow! That freaks my shit out. I will just put stuff together intuitively and make it work damnnit! LOL.

So when I am stuck. I always get his thoughts. I don't always follow them but I like to see what he thinks sometimes.

I used to have an ex that liked to debate. (Yuck again times 100!) I'm damned good at it though and was on the debate teams in college and high school. He really would piss me off by telling me my arguments were emotional and not logical. Now I know that was bullshit and I am very logical, he just was trying to compensate for being unable to win. Ha ha! He made everything a competition which really sucks in a relationship like marriage. Yet, even back then, when he had me erroneously convinced, he was correct, and that I was arguing from emotion rather than logic. I told him, that emotions are legitimate, and not a lesser thing than logic. Damn 'bot! What a jerk, any who....

Back on subject, even if Owen now enjoys intellectual conversations that you don't, it doesn't have to be a problem. As long as you both enjoy enough things that are important to you both. It's okay to have some things you both like that the other doesn't. He can always do those tiring intellectual discussions at school, work or with friends of a like mind.

So that's my two cents. Take 'em with a grain of salt.

Fury

 

[curiousjen]

Hi Curious Jen,

*hugs*

I understand what you are saying. I am always attracted to men who are super intelligent.
However, there are all kinds of intelligence.

You seem plenty intelligent to me.

Thank you Its really not that I'm feeling stupid, or fishing for compliments, but thank you, all the same. And thanks for the hug, I can always use them from time to time

I could always beat my men with logic and words. You really don't want to argue with me ever. I try not to argue but I get pretty brutal if I have to go there. I'm not mean I'm just devastating. *smiles sweetly*

There there is emotional intelligence. There is intuition. There is wisdom and so many more.

Agreed. I would say I am far from wise, but I'm totally down with the different types of intelligence thing. At the very least I am very good at reading people and assessing their characters. Owen isn't as shit hot at that.

I always like to be able to bounce things off of my man. He is the type who thinks far deeper and much differently than I do. He always surprises me.

He also actually reads instruction manuals (Yuck!) and can digest the information, then use it! Wow! That freaks my shit out. I will just put stuff together intuitively and make it work damnnit! LOL.

So when I am stuck. I always get his thoughts. I don't always follow them but I like to see what he thinks sometimes.

Your man sounds a bit like Owen Owen is very thorough and patient and quietly so. We always have arguments doing DIY because of our totally different approaches. However, he never asks for directions when we are lost go figure?!

Back on subject, even if Owen now enjoys intellectual conversations that you don't, it doesn't have to be a problem. As long as you both enjoy enough things that are important to you both. It's okay to have some things you both like that the other doesn't. He can always do those tiring intellectual discussions at school, work or with friends of a like mind.

Wise, very wise words. They made me smile. There is so much we have in common who cares if I don't understand Derrida and the ins and outs of Postmodernism.

So that's my two cents. Take 'em with a grain of salt.

Thank you, your thoughts were very helpful. I would have said more, only I have the washing up to do before Owen gets home from work. Now, if only I had been intelligent enough to do the washing up before all the food dried on the plates.....

 

[TaintedB]

What does Owen say about your brain, Curious Jen? I bet he thinks you are plenty smart. You are right when you say he is getting more trained, using his mind more, but I don't think his basic intelligence is increasing. I think that stays pretty steady over the span of an adult life, unless you get some sort of age-related dementia.

I also lived with a very smart dominant for many years--a fellow several orders smarter than me I thought--but he was always telling me how smart he thought I was (not _as_ smart as him, but he felt like I was in his league and also smarter in different kinds of ways than he way). That made me feel good, although I thought he was nuts to say so.

Because of that experience I wouldn't feel bad losing intelligence if the means were there and my dominant wanted me to do so. I got used to it, I guess. I learned he loved me even if I wasn't exactly on his level (or even close to it, I think). Which makes sense: we love our children when they are young even though they are mentally on our level--other things make them adorable.

Also this would not be so hard for me to do, I think, because I don't see intelligence as an essential part of me. I see it as something I have, not something I am. If I can use a nerdy metaphor... In role-playing or D&D games you create your own character to a greater or lesser degree. The first thing you do is decide some very basic things for the character: things like the character's species (human, elf, dwarf, lion, robot, whatever) and primary vocation (fighter, magic worker, bard, thief, and so on), sex, and sometimes a few other things such as their name or their religion or philosophical orientation (dark vs. light, family vs. party, etc). Only after these things are settled can you choose to enhance some, but not all, secondary traits, such as wisdom, intelligence, dexterity, strength, stamina, fertility, etc. Maybe I've just played too much Everquest (although I think I felt this way pre-EQ) but I see intelligence in that role-playing sense, as a statistic, something I own that is either greater than some peoples or lesser than other peoples, but not an essential part of who I am. I associate "me" a lot more with emotional and personality traits. If someone were to want me to lower those, for instance, something like loyalty, I would feel really bad about it and probably couldn't do it, if given a choice.

I think like Fox-in-Socks does, although kind of backward to her. I think my brain is devious, while my heart is a straight shooter. Doing something that lowers the ability of my brain to be devious or over-complicate things would be all for the good, IMO.

Also I find the bimbo-transformation fetish very erotic. I hang out with the bimbo crowds and there are two aspects to it and most fetishists, like me, eroticize both: the physical transformations and the lowering of mental acuity. The idea of being dumb and busty (or sexy in other ways) and taken advantage of is extremely hot to me!

So yeah, I'd dumb-down. About lowering other personality traits I am not so sure, though.

 

[FurryFury]

Thank you Its really not that I'm feeling stupid, or fishing for compliments, but thank you, all the same. And thanks for the hug, I can always use them from time to time

Agreed. I would say I am far from wise, but I'm totally down with the different types of intelligence thing. At the very least I am very good at reading people and assessing their characters. Owen isn't as shit hot at that.

Your man sounds a bit like Owen Owen is very thorough and patient and quietly so. We always have arguments doing DIY because of our totally different approaches. However, he never asks for directions when we are lost go figure?!

Wise, very wise words. They made me smile. There is so much we have in common who cares if I don't understand Derrida and the ins and outs of Postmodernism.

Thank you, your thoughts were very helpful. I would have said more, only I have the washing up to do before Owen gets home from work. Now, if only I had been intelligent enough to do the washing up before all the food dried on the plates.....

Hey Curious Jen!

I am so glad you got anything helpful from my words and I will always be happy to give you more hugs!

*hug*

Derrida who??? Or is it what??? LOL! NP, I don't have to know.

Anyway lots of good thoughts coming your way from me! Frankly, you just made my day!

<snip> Also this would not be so hard for me to do, I think, because I don't see intelligence as an essential part of me. I see it as something I have, not something I am. If I can use a nerdy metaphor... In role-playing or D&D games you create your own character to a greater or lesser degree. The first thing you do is decide some very basic things for the character: things like the character's species (human, elf, dwarf, lion, robot, whatever) and primary vocation (fighter, magic worker, bard, thief, and so on), sex, and sometimes a few other things such as their name or their religion or philosophical orientation (dark vs. light, family vs. party, etc). Only after these things are settled can you choose to enhance some, but not all, secondary traits, such as wisdom, intelligence, dexterity, strength, stamina, fertility, etc. Maybe I've just played too much Everquest (although I think I felt this way pre-EQ) but I see intelligence in that role-playing sense, as a statistic, something I own that is either greater than some peoples or lesser than other peoples, but not an essential part of who I am. I associate "me" a lot more with emotional and personality traits. If someone were to want me to lower those, for instance, something like loyalty, I would feel really bad about it and probably couldn't do it, if given a choice.

I think like Fox-in-Socks does, although kind of backward to her. I think my brain is devious, while my heart is a straight shooter. Doing something that lowers the ability of my brain to be devious or over-complicate things would be all for the good, IMO.

Also I find the bimbo-transformation fetish very erotic. I hang out with the bimbo crowds and there are two aspects to it and most fetishists, like me, eroticize both: the physical transformations and the lowering of mental acuity. The idea of being dumb and busty (or sexy in other ways) and taken advantage of is extremely hot to me!

So yeah, I'd dumb-down. About lowering other personality traits I am not so sure, though.

Hi Tainted B!

Did you like my Fi Fi fantasy? Isn't it horrible? He he.

Yes I usually don't bump up my intelligence to max in games because my first game? I had this ultra smart DM? Freaking Math major just too smart to believe. He always gave me these terrific puzzles and traps that I was supposed to actually figure out with my character's high intelligence and being a thief and all. OMG!!! I felt so inadequate. LOL! I think now if you take a really high intelligence in a game like that you must play it accurately or not do it at all. I don't like the, "Well just roll and see if I succeed crap. I like to role play it. So I usually up my wisdom instead in most game systems. Also love manipulation and charisma if it really is used in the game.

I can't say I'm down with the Bimbo thing although I sometimes dress like one and I am blonde. Hum.

As I already stated, I would take the drug only if it was temporary and I would do it for me. So I could ease this over active brain for a bit. Ahhh! Take me away! Heh.

*hug*

Fury

 

[Netzach]

Hmmmm. I must admit that when I wrote my post I was thinking more about "stupid" people like bimbos and airheads rather than disabled people. Thats a little further down the spectrum than I envisaged we were talking about. They are totally two different kettles of fish, as far as I'm concerned but hey ho, you raise an interesting point and I will endeavor to answer in some fashion.

My mother works with learning disabled children, teaching them music. I just rang her up to ask her if they seemed happier than regular children and she said they were certainly some happy children at that school, and some of them were a "joy to teach" but she said there were some miserable ones also. She said generally it depended on the level of disability and most importantly their family background. She said a lot of them suffer from disorientation and confusion and some are emotionally very needy, always wanting reassurance etc.

Soooooooo. I guess that proves not a lot, but it was an interesting conversation nevertheless I don't know if intelligence is linked to happiness, but my suspicion is that it is not, but it has got me thinking.

This whole topic has got me thinking, about my intelligence and how important it is to our relationship. I was wondering why this thread was really bothering me, and why I couldn't stop thinking about it. The thing that struck me is that its quite close to home. Not in that I'm getting stupider, but my god is Owen SMART. Over the last few years I have noticed a gap emerge between me and Owen, as he does his MA and then (hopefully) PhD it seems like he is getting more intelligent, or at least more trained in his intelligence all the time, and i am being left further and further behind. As his studies get more intense and he becomes more dedicated, his vocabulary increases and his reasoning and logic are sharper, and I guess he's one step ahead of me now, which always keeps me on my toes but also gets me a little sad sometimes. It doesn't affect our relationship so much at the moment, except for in the real "intellectual" type discussions where he runs rings around me. I don't know where I'm going with this exactly but I guess what I'm saying is that, no, I would never let myself get stupider, by drug or lobotomy or any method and from the results here I don't think many would. However, I will work my hardest at my job to support my PYL whilst he gets smarter and smarter and do all I can to help him facilitate his dream of being a professor at some prestigious university someday.

The gap is still there, ya know- and I do worry about what its eventual consequences will be. And some days thinking about that is hard to deal with.

Sorry tainted for this long winded and tangential post. Hope you manage to extract some sense from it somehow

You're a remarkably intelligent and reflective woman, jen, from your postings here. I think that academics tend to become hardcore specialists. Go outside of an academic's area of expertise and some of these people can't even tie shoelaces sometimes. Obviously I don't know your spouse, but I'll lay money on your fears being unfounded.

Hijack over, sorry...

 

[jasonlf]

....and now, back to our originally scheduled topic

I think it would matter a LOT what "dumb" meant.

Would "dumb" mean actual lack-of-intellegence, lack of common sense, what?

I know that dumb (common sense-dumb) chicks are way too easy, and are too easily played.

Part of the fun for D/s, for me at least, is caging the tiger... to have a woman who is fierce... except to you. Kind of like a trained attack animal... they'll come up to you for love and care, but if someone tries to mess with something they care about, they go off.

I think that a 'dumb' sub would be completely unattractive to me, and would just be WAY too easily manipulated.