#spectral thoughts

I was thinking about taking a plane ride with a partner. Maybe something cross country. Something that gives us a good few hours in the air, but not a super long flight. I'd let my partner take the window seat, and I'd sit right next to them. ideally we'd have the row to ourselves but if not oh well. I'd bring along a nice cozy blanket to wrap them up in. At least to cover their legs.

And then I'd spend the next several hours with a hand in their pants or under their skirt or whatever lazily teasing them and playing with them. Nowhere near enough to make them cum, but certainly enough to make them feel it. And even if it did prove enough to make them cum eventually, well I'd just have to be good enough at reading my partner to make sure it was an edge instead. After all, they can't be cumming on an airplane surrounded by people. That would be naughty.

If anybody around us, even a flight attendant, noticed my partners reactions and asked if they were okay, I'd just play it off that they're deathly afraid of flying. Ideally by that point they'd be white knuckling the seat completely worked up, maybe even breathing heavy with arousal and the need to conceal it. I'd go on to explain that that's why I had my arm around their lower back and why they had a blanket over their legs. Small ways to comfort them and...take the edge off. Of course even as I'm explaining this I wouldn't be stopping. I might alter my technique so it's even more discreet, but I'd still be making sure they felt something even while they were being scrutinized.

And if I could pull it off, maybe the flight attendant, or a kind fellow passenger would offer some valium or something. And I'd say "Y'know what? That's a great idea! They wanted to try to tough it out but I should've brought some along just in case." And when I took the offered pill and slid it into my partner's mouth they'd have to fight off the instinct to suck on my finger on the way out. Then just a swig of water and it wouldn't be long at all before the drug kicked in. I'm not sure what happens off the top of my head when someone who isn't actually dealing with anxiety takes valium. I imagine it just gets them nice and stoned. And what a good state to be in when you're getting relentlessly teased and edge in a public place. Stoned, weak, helpless. Completely under my thumb. And/or a couple other of my fingers.

And of course the whole time I'd be whispering in my partner's ear. Anybody who heard the story about them being scared of flying would think I was just whispering encouragement, or maybe distracting them with a story or something. But really I'd be taking advantage of their spacey state to take them down into an especially deep and heavy trance. And while they were all tranced out for me, I could put any kind of little suggestion in their head, or have their body or mind do whatever I wanted. I could make my slight but consistent ministrations feel as good as if I were fully going to town on them with the intent of making them cum. And I could lock down their orgasm so they could never quite reach it no matter how good it felt. Keep them in a constant state of being edged for the rest of the flight. Maybe make their nipples extra sensitive, in a pleasurable way, so that they felt it every time they shifted in their seat and their shirt dragged across them. Having to hold back groans and grunts and whimpers. I could even assign phantom sensations. Ghost hands groping them, or their nipples being suckled vigorously.

I wouldn't even have to touch them at that point. I could just pull my hand back and let their mind torture them for me for the rest of the flight. I'm not sure if that would be more or less fun than keeping up the teasing myself.

And then as we're descending I bring them up out of trance, letting them wake up as the plane lands. Still groggy and doped up. Still utterly needy and desperate to cum. But at my suggestion able to put on a normal, calm front for the other passengers.

And then once we make it to our hotel room, or our home. I gently drop them back into trance.

And make them feel each and every one of the orgasms they should've had but couldn't the entire time we were on the plane.

And as they're cumming so hard their brain leaks out of them I'd be telling them how good they were for me, how sexy it was to see them that way. How much fun it was to melt their mind for several hours.

Like, gooning. So much of the current field of gooning is obsessed with degrading the gooner because they're "pathetic" or "can't get a woman" or "can only fuck their hand". I just like frequent masturbation. Or longer masturbation sessions. Or even having a hard time resisting the urge to masturbate. (I'm also abysmal at edging, for better or worse. Given how long I can go just masturbating even when I'm not edging it's probably a good thing I can't keep going for exponentially longer through edging.) Also the aspect of sharing porn or masturbating with someone is appealing. There's a not-insignificant part of me that'd enjoy having a partner that I watched porn and masturbated together with as often as we straight up fucked. Or got each other off to porn. Especially if that's being used to corrupt and add new kinks or twist sexuality. But I'm getting too deep in the weeds.

Bimboification is another one that I like up to a point. I generally am not a fan of plastic surgery in terms of augmentic aesthetics (obviously when it's a solution to an issue that's not cosmetic it's great, and even purely cosmetic it's not morally inferior, I just tend to not find it as attractive, for what little that's worth). Now, magical means of transformation to change someone's body to be pure sex...that's got its appeal. But even then I tend to prefer the lower end of change, physically. Keep it proportional and all that. Which is very much not how that kink usually goes. Even the mental aspects I'm only straddling the fence on. IQ dropping to dangerously low levels? Meh. Only able to think or talk about sex? Meh. Someone realizing they're becoming less intelligent? Ok there's some potential there. Intelligence being shirked because it's more fun to think about something sexy? That's fun, to a point. I think the ideal for me is relatively small but obvious changes in body and behavior as someone goes from who they were to someone much more sexual. Almost more "nerd gets a makeover and people realize she's a woman" and less full bimbo transformation. But since I'm not aware of that half-step having a specific name, I just consider it as part of bimboification.

Perhaps unsurprisingly of someone who's contemplating being nonbinary or even genderfluid, I have some interest in feminization (on both sides, to varying degrees). But as with gooning, /so/ much of it is geared toward degredation. And also, for some reason, racism? I mean that's usually the more intense sissification but regardless it's so strange. I just think the idea of either taking a guy who's already cute and pushing him towards femininity (or lucking into one who's already doing the work for me) is a fun concept. Either through persuasion or maybe hypnosis. Or being on the receiving end of being toyed with mentally (or just worked up about it) until it just makes sense to go along with it. Playing with gender and orientation like that just scratch a similar itch I guess.

Honestly even hypnokink, which was my Main Kink for a long time, there's a lot that I'm not into. But it's also such an umbrella of kinks that that almost makes sense. People who are into slow gradually hypnosis and conditioning may not be interested in an instantaneous complete control. Drones, dolls/puppets, robots may all be enjoyed by different people. So I don't feel like I'm on the outskirts of the kink in quite the same way as I do about the others I mentioned.

Basically I have virtually no desire to be with guys irl, but it's a fun idea to play with in a more fantasy way (especially tied to other kinks). And while I have no need to transition (I don't think I have much of any dysphoria) and don't intend to do it even though the idea of growing tits and looking more feminine is appealing I also wouldn't be too upset if I woke up tomorrow in a completely female body. And if I found The Button to press to turn into a woman, I would probably press that button (especially if I got to keep it and swap back and forth at will). And if I were in a modular robot body I would probably spend a non-zero amount of time as female presenting. And-

I dunno that I'll ever sit down to do it but I might start taking some notes on how to translate to that medium tomorrow and see where it gets me.

If I ever did end up making it, it would probably just be a purely text-based game (unless I found like...poseable and customizable assets I could sprinkle in for scenes, but I also don't know if that's feasible).