The Female Presenting Nipple

Calling in an old favor, Kramer ropes Elaine into an elaborate black-market baby goods scam.

“Well what’s wrong with them?” she asks, holding up a normal-looking bottle.

“The rubber’s from used tires,” he explains. “In North Korea.”

“…oh.”

Using one of Morty’s old trench coats to hide the goods hung over her shoulders, she wanders through parks targeting anyone with children, but as soon as she begins to open her coat people assume she’s going to flash them and they run away as quickly as possible.

Fed up with social mores, George vows to go shirtless no matter the context, even in restaurants, resulting in a citywide ban on all male toplessness.

Jerry follows a clown down a sewer drain, fully aware that it plans to murder him.

One for the road. So long, and thanks for all the fish.

“Just a Drop” eBook Release - Giantess Erotica

Hey all! My debut giantess novella, Just a Drop, just…well, dropped! It’s available now on Smashwords, soon to be on Kindle as well.  The usual cost is $2.99 but until tomorrow, if you use the coupon code WY59U, you can get it for only $0.99!

Get it here: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/816618 For those of my fellow macrophiliacs interested, Just a Drop is the story of a less-than-morally-upright guy who decides his girlfriend needs a boost to her sex drive…naturally, this leads to the side-effect of becoming a giantess!  The story includes a giantess’ sexual growth, giant couples, female dominance / femdom, and even a bit of cuckolding. Basically, all my kinks rolled into one story. I hope you head over to Smashwords and get a copy, and if you like it, please spread the word! And get it while the coupon lasts!  - J. M. Wilde

A long time ago I said when I reached 20,000 followers I would try to do a giveaway. Well I did so I am!

I have obtained permission from Locked in Lust to offer a two free device giveaway on my blog. The entry rules of this giveaway are simple: Reblog this post Follow my blog MaleDenial Follow @lockedinlust

Each reblog = 1 entry, maximum of 1 entry a day.  The contest goes from July 15th-August 15th.  I will announce the winners then.  Good luck!

Actual sound of Baragon on set. That’s the voice of suit actress Rie Ôta.

EVERYONE UNMUTE THIS

Heading to bed. Today was the first day that it was a true struggle not to have a drink. And I could have. I haven’t used any of my three drink tickets this week. But I don’t want to fall (back) into the habit of using alcohol as a crutch whenever times get tough.

Happily, I’ve been ending every week with one or two leftover drink tickets (out of a max if three), which means I’ve been getting a lot of massages and meals out. That’s pretty good, considering my pre-December 1st weekly drinking average was between 14 and 28 drinks. Sounds crazy when I write it out like that.

So yeah. Feeling a little weak tonight. The urge to be bad is strong but I won’t give in. It’s amazing how much I like alternative states of consciousness, be it drunkenness or tripping or being stoned. To be able to turn off my damn mind and drift in a cloud of illogical silliness for a bit. I do still have my pot, but I’ve never been a heavy user and I need some brain cells intact for skool.

It’s not self-preservation that’s keeping me sober, either. Oh, no no. Self-preservation has never been my strong suit. I’ve survived this long through cunning (my phone tried desperately to autocorrect that to “cumming,” hehehe), people having my back, and sheer dumb luck. It’s people who care about me that keeps me motivated. I won’t let them down. I honestly don’t know how anyone does it without a strong and deeply-invested support network.

There’s a part of me—a deep-seated part of me—that just wants to stuff my body full of booze and coke and pot and fucking cigarettes (I’ve never been a smoker) and lay on the frozen sands by the sea at Fort Tilden and stare at the stars and have wild dreams. There’s a part of me that wants to subway surf and get into fights and party for two straight days with goths and punks and drifters and junkies and leathermen and all the freaks and wretched others who chase life to the boundaries of decency and safety because they know, deep down, that the only boundaries we truly face are death, and whatever lines we draw for ourselves.

But I’ll go to sleep now, because I have classes tomorrow. And when I wake up, I’ll have a new appreciation for the people I meet and a new sensitivity to the fact that none of us knows the trials and pain of the people we pass by casually, randomly, as they seek their elusive happiness in this cold and senseless world.

Nika, your writings are always so fantastic. 

do u think it worked 

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Everyone loves Akira!

Two things I want right now… Lol 1. Have a thick mini giantess sit on my face and use me(non fatal butt crush/boob smothering) . 2. Be a mini giantess and sit on a person’s face, guy or girl. Maybe smoosh them with my ass or tits.. I like both 😘😘

the “you live with your parents” insult is really flaccid because a metric shitton of cultures don’t see “leave the house forever” as some grandiose moment of liberation that’s so important to the development of a person that it has to happen as fast as possible. until i came to the USA i didn’t know a single person who was pressured by their parents to leave the house because they’re “too old to stay there” or whatever. in puerto rico it is really common to stay with your parents until they and you are both stable enough that you can leave. whaddaya know, there are cultures that don’t place a stigma on being poor or wanting to care for your family or needing your family to care for you for some other reason

I feel like it’s just an American thing TBH and that’s really sad

“I’m going to the forest to kick my own ass” is going to be my only affirmation for 2017.

@vastderp

Leonard Cohen (via femdomphonemistressjenna11)

And say the mea culpa, that you gradually forgot...

i want to keep hugging you forever! ずっと抱きしめていたい！

That side of depression

Why do people never talk about the part of depression when you just don’t want anything anymore? Everybody talks about when it hurts like hell, when you cry, when you cut, when you take drugs, when you break down. But no one ever talks about when you just lay down in your room, with a hole inside of you that you don’t know how to fill, and you don’t want to do anything even the things you usually like. So you just spend your day kinda waiting for it to end. And it’s horrible because you feel empty and guilty for that at the same time. 

There needs to be more awareness of this kind of depressed state. It’s often the kind that is mistaken for laziness. I call it “A” depression, and I know it personally. The symptoms are apathy and anhedonia: Apathy (lack of interest, enthusiasm, or concern and anhedonia ( the inability to experience pleasure from activities usually found enjoyable).