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NeoGAF Anonymous Confessions 2014 - Confessember Be Upon Us - Under New Management

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NotTheGuyYouKill

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Figboy79 said:
I don't think there's anything wrong for her fascination with cum. Personally, I think cumming inside of a woman, without a condom, is one of the most pleasurable feelings in the world. It feels fucking amazing. Considering that it seems like a lot of women don't care much for cum, it's nice to hear from one of the many, I'm sure, that seem to love it.

Also, after page after page of douche canoes, incest, and animal molesting, a confession about loving cum is fucking beautiful.
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That's cause it is.
 
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dani_dc

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NotTheGuyYouKill said:
I'm happy that your life has improved and that you were able to overcome your trauma. Keep at it.

I'm raging mad that the Irishman got away though. Fucker.
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I went back to read the original confession.
Godaamn, some heavy stuff here. Confessor deserved better after all of that. Best of luck going forward.


NeOak said:
Too bad we didn't get more from Cum Dumpster.
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She found tributeme in reddit, she doesn't need us anymore.
 
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crazyprac

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HGStormy said:
I actually looked this up since I had no idea what it was

One of the first photos I saw was of someone I knew.
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Lmao this for real? Small world it seems.

she cute? Pm pic or it never happened...never mind googled myself and not as attractive as I thought.
 
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BladeoftheImmortal

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dreamcastmaster said:
Running the maths on this, 30+ women and several semi-long term relationships in a 7 year period. Are the 30+ women including the long term relationships or not?

I'm calling bullshit on this one, unless loads of them are prostitutes.
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I don't know, could be telling the truth. I lost my virginity when i was 23. Now I've had sex with 15+ women. I'm 27 now, turning 28 in March. Also 2 years of that I was in a committed relationship with a girl and Didn't cheat at all. So about two years for the rest of the women.


So his math checks out.
 
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NotTheGuyYouKill

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I've had issues with bullying when I was growing up. When I was going through elementary school, I was always getting picked on. Whenever we did P.E. and had to get into two teams, I was almost always the last person picked. I didn't have an actual friend until 2nd grade.

As you can see, that didn't help much with my self-confidence. Although, I was glad that the major bully during that time got held back a year when I entered 4th grade, so at least things became a little easier for me.

Things took a turn for the better once I entered 8th grade. I decided to instead take things in stride and see where that would lead me. I became the school's weatherman for the morning announcements and also added comedic elements to it. Some of the material I used were related to how some people bullied me in the past. Everyone loved it (some perhaps for the wrong reasons, but I didn't care) and the rest of that school year was a blast.

Then I entered high school, and in an environment where I didn't know anybody, my lack of self-confidence showed itself again. I became reclusive, spending most of my free time in the library. I once again started getting bullied by certain people after they noticed how vulnerable, but now it was more psychological.

To give an example, I remember someone creating a fake Facebook (or Myspace, can't remember which) profile about me in my freshman year (I didn't even have an account there at the time). It contained photos and fake information about me. Nothing that was actually lewd or terrible, but it still affected me so much that someone would create a fake identity of me. It was pretty obvious who did it since he was the only person who even had the possibility of taking those secret photos of me, but he never confessed, not even to school officials. I was happy to learn going into my sophomore year that he got expelled (although for some unrelated incident).

Similar to how it was in elementary school, I didn't really make any friends until midway through my junior semester. I thought the senior semester would go by without a hitch, but then the prom happened.

To clarify, I only had a handful of friends at the time, and I was one of the most unpopular guys at school. I simply wanted to get by the semester and graduate with no further complications. So imagine my surprise when my name was on the ballot for Prom King. I was shocked, but in the worst way possible. It felt like some horrible joke to me. In my head, there was no way I could've legitimately been Prom King at the time. Even if all my friends nominated me it would not be nearly enough, not to mention that there are a least a couple of people in our group that are more deserving. The only thing I could think of is that the people who were bulling me throughout my time there were doing this as some cruel prank.

Even now, over 4 years later, I still don't know if that was true. Maybe it wasn't a joke and they were trying to make amends. I just know that when it happened, my mind couldn't think of any other possibility. That's how bad my lack of self-confidence was.

Regardless, I went straight to the principal and demanded that my name be taken off the ballot. I was both furious and distraught. After a trying to convince me otherwise, she eventually did.

In the end, I didn't even go to the prom. I actually had some other event going on at the same time, and since my experience with the prom was already soured, I decided to go to that one instead. It was fun, and I have no regrets about that decision.

I think I've improved somewhat since then. The bullying finally stopped once I entered college, so I was able to pick myself up little by little as time went by. I have a little more confidence in myself, but I also feel that I developed some sort of inferiority complex. I'm almost always putting myself down in front of others in most subjects we talk about, almost to the point of annoyance. I've become more self-conscious and afraid of saying the "wrong" things, even if I know the people I'm talking to wouldn't think anything of it. As you can imagine, it has also adversely affected my ability to date someone.

I guess I'm just afraid that things will go back to how it was when I was growing up. I just hope that one day I'll be able to overcome it.
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But dude! What if they legit wanted you to be Prom King!?

Or it could have been 'Carrie' all over again.

Hm... 50/50 odds
 
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NotTheGuyYouKill

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I was gonna send in again a while ago, but I lost the will. I saw the homeschooling thread yesterday(,http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showthread.php?t=930472&page=3) and that made me wanna mail in again as a continuation, and extrapolation on my mail, and as some advice to that guy. My "Homeschooling" consisted of no extracurricular, no fun, no solo time. I tried to make friends online, and play games, but eventually my mom started listening to Alex Jones , and thought the government would kidnap us if I was online during school hours or something. My mom has no college degrees, or experience. She was a crappy teacher past 6th grade. Which I skipped along with 7th..and 8th. I have no experience socializing in my age group, or amongst older individuals besides my parents. I'm dumb as fuck honestly, or at least uneducated as fuck. For all her talk about keeping me away from bad influences she couldn't even accomplish that as I've seen way more fucked up shit in a semi-lengthy internet career than I would've seen if I grew up in "the hood," or somethin. Anyway my advice to that guy is if he's gonna homeschool do it right. Lots of social stuff, lots of extracurriculars, and be patient, and plan stuff ahead. Foster their talents, and their interests ( but don't be pushy) and keep a positive attitude. Better yet put em in public school, and just engage them when they come home.
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How on earth does an idiot like Confessor's mom even get licensed to teach a kid
 
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NotTheGuyYouKill

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Ok so here it is something that no one else has known before...

When I was around 8yrs or so, I was raped by a neighbour. I'm a guy and I think that incident at that time has somehow changed me.

What happened was that the neighbour's son (would've been around 18+) called up my dad asking for a recovery disc and that I should bring it to him.

My dad sent me on my way, little did I know that the house was empty (his parents and siblings gone out) and he was alone sitting on a chair using a computer. Called me up to him and picked me up and placed me on his knee.

And then he started kissing me and shoving his tongue inside of me and then picked me up and forcefully took me to another room where he took my pants down and took out his junk, first he started shoving it down my throat and then in the back. I was literally crying and crying for help but ofcourse no use.

After he was done, he wiped my tears and (IIRC) told me to not tell this to anyone. I didn't tell it to anyone else as well knowing that my family would be mad at me for something like this and that their image in the neighbourhood would change (yeah pretty mature for a 8yr old kid who just got raped).

I did plan out revenge when I grew older but never went through with it. For some reason I feel like that the event that transpired that day has somehow made me into a highly active sexually, I get aroused easily and most of the time my mind is only thinking of sex.

That SOB got married and is still around the neighbourhood and goes on about his day like nothing happened.
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How you have the strength to not just go and punch his fucking teeth down his throat, I have no idea.
 
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HGStormy

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NotTheGuyYouKill said:
How on earth does an idiot like Confessor's mom even get licensed to teach a kid
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My mother was similar. Very, very into conspiracy theories. Visited a website called rense.com daily, printing out every article on there. Me, my brother and my sister were never enrolled into school or even homeschooled. That, coupled with frequent verbal and physical abuse, growing up on an isolated ranch with no friends, and being moved to Brasil when I was 10 because of paranoia about a military draft has crafted me into the well adjusted, sociable, intelligent person that I am today.

/s

My brother ended up killing himself, my sister (who's 15) is dating someone who looks about 30, and I haven't spoken to or seen my mother in 4 years.
 
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GovtPlates

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Confession: I sent in a confession I feel was badly written many pages back, and I wish I had written a more compelling version
because very few people commented on it

Also, to lighten this dour page, here's my poop confession. Summer 2013 I contracted a stomach virus from my family and started feeling symptomatic a couple hours before the end of my shift (cashier) at a pizza place. My guts felt worse and worse and while I was counting my till I told the shift manager "I feel like I'm gonna puke" and went in the bathroom. Now this is a small store, one bathroom in the back, employees only, and during this shift it was me, the shift manager, and two brothers.

So I'm erupting in the bathroom, switching from sitting on the toilet to kneeling before it enough that I didn't feel the need to pull my pants up every time. The bathroom door had a faulty lock but I couldn't do anything about that, and one of my coworkers walked in on me vomiting into the toilet, my unwiped butt sticking defiantly into the air. I was too busy to see who it was but I heard the door open and close. I still work with the brothers and we've never mentioned it.
 
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BladeoftheImmortal

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poop story: I was having the first gf I ever had over for the first time ever. I got a stomach virus that night and during the middle of the night I shat the bed with her in it...
 
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dani_dc

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NotTheGuyYouKill said:
But dude! What if they legit wanted you to be Prom King!?

Or it could have been 'Carrie' all over again.

Hm... 50/50 odds
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I side with the confessor, it's more like 99/1 odds.
NotTheGuyYouKill said:
How on earth does an idiot like Confessor's mom even get licensed to teach a kid
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I know a family where all 5 kids dropped out of school to be "home-schooled". They weren't home-schooled once.

HGStormy said:
It wasn't cumfessor, it was someone else (I think) .-.

What a small
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There's no way to make that any more awkward.

Yes there is.

Did she post her face or something for you to recognize her so easily?
 
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NotTheGuyYouKill

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since i was 14 ive had a fantasy of successively marrying and divorcing a white, black, and asian lady and having a couple kids with each one

mostly so i can compare how much they look like me and each other despite the race difference
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Yado

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Hm, I can relate to that confession a bit I guess. The idea of having a child intrigues me because I'm interested in what it would look like and how it would behave but I don't actually want to raise one.
 
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NotTheGuyYouKill

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Anonymous Confessions will run another five days, people. 20th is the last day for any confessions, at which point everything in the box will be wiped and I won't check it for another year (but you can continue to send them in throughout the year).

I got a few more sitting in here though, so yay
 
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NotTheGuyYouKill

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A Cup here! I'm now wondering what would happen if the small penis fetish guy met a well-endowed pre-op trans girl and they had sex. She could make fun of his equipment while also having a bigger one that he does! Maybe that would be too much fetish indulgence or something and his head would explode though.
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TLDR: Confessor is miserable because outwardly he is a man and wears the mask of masculinity but he secretly desires to be a woman. My apologies to Trans-GAF if my language is not the correct way of expressing stuff about trans folks.

Ok, here is my confession. I might get a little bit longer and I apologize for that.

I took me quit some time to write it down and look back upon my life. I had to stop and begin anew. Please excuse my language, english is no my native tongue.I considered not sending it but getting to the end of my rope.

I think, no I know, I have a problem with my gender identity.

Some of my earliest memories are of me dancing in my sisters ballet outfit in our living room. I was about 4 or 5, at that time my parents thought it was kind of cute. During my childhood I did all those things a boy is supposed to do, sports and getting it to trouble, but guess what, it never felt right. I played soccer 'cause I was expected of me. I watch sports, because this is what little boys do. I did some martial arts, because boys. Deep inside I was not, I watched my sister and her friends when we picked them up from ballet classes and wished I could be part of that.

But I pushed so feelings away, I was a boy, the son of a proud father.

Fast Forward a couple of years, to me being 11 or 12. I some how managed to survive, fleeing into the vritual worlds of early videogames truly helped.

On day I was home alone, doing my houshold chores, folding laundry, I found a bra of my sister that some how got mixed in with my laundry. I never really paid attention to this garment. But holding it in my hands I was fascinated. It was some soft and pretty and so different from everything I had in my closet. I decided to keep it and hide.

For the next couple of weeks I would look at it and touch it. Fighting the urge to put I on. Finally I gave in and did was those inner voice screamed into my ear. I was at same time amazed and disappointed. Amazed because it felt some much better than I thought it would. I have to admit it was in some way sexually arousing, but mostly it was a freeing experience and a a relief somehow. I felt light and whole, maybe for the first time in my live.

But it was also disappointing, because there was nothing to fill the cups. There was just my flat boyish chest, no breast.

Over the next couple of weeks, whenever I was home alone, I would wear the bra and to counter the emptiness of the cups, I would use waterballoons. Then it hit me again and some other inner voice started whispering in my ear: why am I doing this? Why does this feel so good and so right to be wearing this feminin garb? I'm a boy, almost a teenager?

I'm a the son of a proud father. I'm good at sports, I play soccer, because this is what boys do!

So I pushed my feelings away and tried to be the best tenage boy of all time, good in school, good at sports and a good with the girls. Always getting the compliments that I knew how to talk to them, that I understand them. If only they would know how much and how much I was suffering on the inside.

Then came something that changed everything, something that should be the greatest moment in a young persons life, your first love.

She was amazing, she was everything a boy could wish for in his first girlfriend. And she was also everything I wished to be. Discovering sex was the first time in my life that I didn't despise my male equipment, because I gave my some form of enjoyment. This help me to cope with the difference between my inside and my outside me.

I dicovered porn and watched it, after awhile I switched to girl on girl, because I would always fantasize about being on of them and having sex with guys didn't appeal to me....yet.

The lastet quit sometime and trough my whole teenage years to be true. Nature was kind to me, but also cruel depending on the which side of me looked at it. I grew tall, muscular, strong and hairy. My voice got really deep.

I was and am, if you look at me, a healthy specimen of a male human being.

Inside I was dying with every inch I grew, with every octave my voice dropped, with every hair I grew on my body.

But I some survived fleeing from reality into games, films, comcs, a healthy dose of girl on girl porn and my dreams and imagination.

Oh I should mention this was way before the internet, way before the world had opened up. And on top of that I lived in a small town and didn't know where to go, or who to talk to.

Then I graduated and went to university, I got my own place, left my old life behind and started knew. Being the son of a proud father I was convinced to get an degree in a field that would provide money and power.

It was expected of me to find a girl, settle down, start my own family.

Didn't happen, I had affairs, nothing lasted longer than 6-10 months.

And one day I found this catalog in my mail, It was delivered to me by mistake, it was a mail-oderd catalog for lingerie.

Running up the stairs to my place I thumbed through it. I was fascinated by what I saw, I had never occured to me to order something by mail.

I ordered something, that to me besides a bra is the most female piece of lingerie, a black garter belt, the matching panties and stockings.

And then the incredible, excrutiating wait began. Remember this was still the time of snail mail.

Then one day I got my priced package in the mail. Unwrapping its contants felt like heaven, my heart was racing, my breathing was faster. I put the garter belt on with trembeling fingers and it fit like a glove.


By chance I discovered there was a store in the city that catered to crossdresser, tansvestites and transsexuals.

I went there and was in heaven. I met some like minded people and went on a shopping spree.

Soon I would have more female then male clothes.

Everyday once I was in my own apartment, I would dress in female clothes. Yes there was something fetishistic about it, something sexual, but I always felt whole, relaxed, like myself being dressed as a woman.

Then I moved and I stood in front of my closet and the voices, the male voices inside me screaming incredible loud.

What was I thinking and doing? I was a guy, a dude and I was the son of a proud father.

So I packed everything up and threw it out and repressed my feelings for the next few years.



It worked for a while, but then it came back with a vengence. It discovered that in the last few years there was an onslaught of shops that openend online, that catered to people like me.

And soon I was getting more and more feminine after work. The whole the nine yrds. Skirts, blouse, heels, dresses, lingerie, corsets, heels, wigs. I lerned how to do my make-up.

And to my surprise I discovered, that I wished form y penis to go away. I still enjoyed girl on girl scenes, but I started looking at „normal“ porn. And I always pictured myself being the woman.

Andi t became more and more. I gave myself a new name and develop an online life.

People knew me as a girl. It was freeing and the more I developt my female persona online, the more I suffered in reality.

I had and have an amazing job, I was and am a respected member of society and my family, but deep inside that was no longer me. It was and is a mask.

To make it short, this continuited for some time. I would try to push my female, my true self aside, but she would always be back. I got married and divorced.

Was I sad? Yes, but also reliefed, because as much as a tried I was never feeling like a husband.

Now I’m back to shadding my male mask every night I come home.

I’m seeing a psychologist, but some how he can’t believe my feelings.

„You are to manly“ is what he said. But you see I’m not. I just became very good a pretending to be a man.

I somhow feel trapped and I don’t know what to do. I feel I missed out on my true life and I don’t know if there is a way that I can change that. I tried very subtly to find out what my surroundings think about transsexuals, but I only discoverd missunderstanding, mockery and fear.

So now I caught between a rock and a hard place, give up everything become the woman I’m supposed tob e or continue living masqueraded as a dude and live out my feminine side in unfulling secrecy.

I seriously don’t know how much longer I can keep up with this.
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1) You got a shitty therapist.

2) The more you repress yourself, the more miserable you'll be.

It'd be nice if you could find a partner like another Confessor in the thread who accepts and encourages all the cross-dressing and stuff, but I think your desires are different from that dude.

You are stuck in a pretty bad situation. Maybe you should just make the public plunge, but doing so, you can't really ever go back. Could your family accept it? Is their acceptance important to you?

Hm, this is a toughie, to put it lightly.
 
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NotTheGuyYouKill

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This is more in response to those worried about not losing their virginity and becoming so-called "wizards" than an actual confession.

I'm 30, and still a virgin. Coincidentally, my boss has nicknamed me Gandalf, but for totally unrelated reasons.

Anyhow, for awhile I viewed my lack of sex as something of a shame, but I've moved past that. Sure, someday it's something I wouldn't mind trying, but in the meantime it's 2014 and porn is plentiful. I can get off on my own terms, anytime.

I've barely even dated. I can count on one hand the combined total of people I've asked out and dates I've been on. I've even turned down people because I didn't feel anything towards them beyond platonic friendship. While it was a nice feeling that someone was interested in me sexually, I knew I couldn't be what they wanted, and knew it would be better to spare them heartbreak down the road.

And sometimes all I need to do to realize this is for the best is look at my brother. He has 2 kids he can barely afford to support, because he's too stupid to be a little more discerning about who he sticks his dick into. As their uncle, I love them both, but still. I'm a firm believer you shouldn't be having sex if you're not willing to take all the risks, child birth being one of them.

So don't feel bad about being a virgin, because there is no shame in it. It took me a long time to learn that lesson, and I'm glad I did.
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Whatever you say, Gandalf. This is the internet. There's no room for understanding and decency here.
 
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NotTheGuyYouKill

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A few jobs ago, I asked my boss if I could leave early on a Friday before a 3 day weekend. (I didn't have a car, so a friend with an SUV was going to drive me to Ikea out in the suburbs so I could get some furniture for my new apartment and spend the weekend assembling it.) My boss said no, even though all my work was done. Disappointing, but whatever.

So a couple hours later I'm waiting for the elevator to go downstairs for a late lunch. Nobody's around and I feel a fart coming on, so I push that bugger out before somebody else comes along. It's kinda satisfying to leave behind your fart when you get on the elevator, and you know that some unsuspecting person is going to get off the elevator and straight into a cloud of stink.

Only it's not a fart. I just shit my pants. At work. A large volume of hot steamy shit.

I need to go home and take care of this. But I can't... if I say I'm sick, my boss is going to think that I'm trying to sneak out early to go to Ikea. I can't tell him the truth because he's a short, vindictive, gossipy little alcoholic and there's no way in hell that he's not going to tell the ENTIRE office that I shit my pants.

So I have to try to salvage the situation as best I can. There's a bathroom on the first floor that doesn't get much use (no offices on that floor) so I head down there to try to clean up. Whew, nobody in there! I go in the handicapped stall and start to assess the damage...when someone else comes in and goes in the other stall. Dammit.

I don't know if it's like this for guys, but for lots of women, they won't poop/pee/change their tampon/whatever if they know there's someone else in the bathroom,and they'll hold out until the other people leave. So I'm sitting there, waiting for the other person to finish up and go so that I can go get some wet paper towels to clean up without the possibility of being seen through the little gap in the door. And the other person is waiting for me to leave so that she can take a dump. A few minutes pass and her bowels aren't moving and neither is she. I make the occasional signaling cough -- I'm not going anywhere. My opponent signals with a sniffle -- she is not backing down either. This drags on for 5, 10, 15 minutes... it's the fecal Cold War. She must be able to smell the hideous odor coming from my stall, yet she perseveres.

I really have to clean this shit up and get back to work, so I reluctantly concede the bathroom to the Khrushchev of Shit, and pull my shit-filled pants back up and on. Only now my pants are full of cold poop. Great.

I go back up to the 8th floor where I work, grab a plastic bag from my desk, and dash in the ladies' room unobserved. I clean myself up with wet paper towels and put the dirty towels and my unsalvageable underwear in the bag, tie it up tight, and bury it in the bottom of the trash can.

Later I confessed this to a coworker who is a close friend, and she never suspected that I spent the rest of that afternoon silently marinating in the remnants of my own shit.
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I don't even have the words to make a joke of this.

That's just really shitty.

You should have left your cold shit-covered underpants on your boss's desk.
 
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Diablos

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since i was 14 ive had a fantasy of successively marrying and divorcing a white, black, and asian lady and having a couple kids with each one

mostly so i can compare how much they look like me and each other despite the race difference
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PhoenixDark, is that you?
 
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John Kowalski

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NotTheGuyYouKill said:
TLDR: Confessor is miserable because outwardly he is a man and wears the mask of masculinity but he secretly desires to be a woman. My apologies to Trans-GAF if my language is not the correct way of expressing stuff about trans folks.
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Gender dysphoria is sirius biz and will always be present unless you work towards handling it in a healthy manner. Keep working with professionals and strive to find one that you can actually work with and who does not belittle your struggle. You may even come to find yourself in the pleasing position of finding new peace with the sex you were born with.
 
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Hyperactivity

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dani_dc said:
I side with the confessor, it's more like 99/1 odds.


I know a family where all 5 kids dropped out of school to be "home-schooled". They weren't home-schooled once.



There's no way to make that any more awkward.

Yes there is.

Did she post her face or something for you to recognize her so easily?
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Always get a set type of compliments that I reason as likely being genuine.

Outside of those though, I always get suspicious and immediately assume that whoever said that was being sarcastic, especially in school
 
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NotTheGuyYouKill

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Soulfucker's latest response:

Soulfucker here, a few responses I think I should address before we get to the meat of things. The next thing coming up is getting to be pretty long, and while I originally had these bundled in with it, I think I should ultimately split them up.

Also, here's an updated link portal to the my previous confessions:

Soulfucker I: The Phantom Fucker

Soulfucker I followup

The Sordid Tale of Vore-Fox (WARNING: DEPRESSING AS HELL AND NOT ZANY AT ALL, MAYBE LEAVE FOR LAST ON A GOOD DAY AND FOR NEVER ON A BAD DAY)

Soulfucker III: Revenge of the Selfcest

Soulfucker IV: There is No Hope

Soulfucker V: Realitycide & Soulfucker VI: The Wrath of Cain

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NeOak: Must have a pretty small attention span man. Or maybe I'm not enrapturing enough? I feel sorta inferior now. <sadface>

Elija2: S'all real, man. I haven't confessed anything that I couldn't back up with hard proof.

The only things I haven't sent NotTheGuyYouKill are the ripped IRC logs of the cybering stuff I did, and I'm probably not ever gonna do that because it'd essentially be sending him smut at work and the thought of him explaining to his boss why he's reading two guys with the same name fucking two girls with the same name... not exactly something I wanna inflict on another person. Though I've already confessed this much, so maybe I'm being a bit hypocritical here.

Son of D: It'd probably end up as a surrealistic masterpiece and absolutely nobody would be able to decipher it. I mean if you're into surrealism it might be a good idea to make a movie of it. Tone would probably be all over the place, though. Also I did a bunch of this with other people so I'm not sure how royalties would work out.

gaiages: Thanks for the compliment, man! Though seriously, if any of you have the time, read through the whole thread. Whole bunch of interesting people, like a scumbag cheating father, and a sleazy retail manager, and someone going through a sex change who likes to fondle her new A-cups. I think every confession in here is worth something.

salty_Josh: You also need a demented imagination. Don't forget that. A man without imagination cannot possibly fuck souls.

Funky Papa: Eh, some parts are disturbing. Read for yourself and find out~

Rojo: It's totally hot. At least, the parts I have. Mini-confession time: I compiled all those steamy cybering sessions into separate Word files which are titled according to the characters used, and I rub one off to them every now and then. I am the wizardest wizard that ever wizard'd.

SickWheelchairCombos: ....Wait, shit, I totally forgot who you are, I'm sorry. : (

Fiction: Free-form roleplaying, you say? I'd be interested to see your experiences in the thread. The RP I'm in is pretty crazy to begin with, its main setting is a scientific facility that produces a bunch of transformative liquids that are applied via injection. So it's basically been Fetish-Fuel: the RP down to its very conception. Weird stuff is very commonplace.
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