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(written as a journal entry because it's quicker.)
"You know," she said, arching one eyebrow. "According to some versions of the story it's my beauty that turns men to stone. Not hideousness."
The explorer swallowed. "I uhm, I can believe that. But really I mmmppph!"
Medusa's hair was also much longer in real life than in the depictions he'd seen. Because the serpents that comprised it were constrictors, not vipers. One had lashed out and wrapped itself around his head, sealing his mouth shut.
"You really ought to be quiet now." she murmured sensuously. The rest of her hair stretched towards him more slowly and gently, but firmly pulled him against her, wrapping them together in a tight cocoon. "There's no need to be afraid, and definitely no need to even try to escape. Just be mine for a while and I promise you won't regret it."
"You know," she said, arching one eyebrow. "According to some versions of the story it's my beauty that turns men to stone. Not hideousness."
The explorer swallowed. "I uhm, I can believe that. But really I mmmppph!"
Medusa's hair was also much longer in real life than in the depictions he'd seen. Because the serpents that comprised it were constrictors, not vipers. One had lashed out and wrapped itself around his head, sealing his mouth shut.
"You really ought to be quiet now." she murmured sensuously. The rest of her hair stretched towards him more slowly and gently, but firmly pulled him against her, wrapping them together in a tight cocoon. "There's no need to be afraid, and definitely no need to even try to escape. Just be mine for a while and I promise you won't regret it."
My abduction fantasies go way back
Last night I found myself thinking about old videogames and about what may be the first ones I ever played: King's Quest 1, and most relevant to this journal entry, Where In The World Is Carmen Sandiego. Now I've seen many things online about how people's kinks actually started way before there was anything sexual about it. Because puberty hadn't happened yet and that just wasn't a thing in our lives. But I now recall how, the original Carmen Sandiego game had dossiers of Carmen and her gang in the manual, complete with photos of each of them. And how I fantasized about being kidnapped by some of them. I also found myself remembering, from around the same age, seeing a girl wearing leather gloves and that sparking a vague, brief fantasy of her grabbing me. And that seems interesting to me now because as far as I can tell, leather gloves aren't any particular fetish of mine.
Story Fragment: Farewell
“No, no no no no no!” “Hey, hey listen. I'm sorry I have to go without you. But one of us was always going to go first. And hey, we won. We saved the world together and I had a great time. The greatest. Better to go out on a good note right?” “When I get over there you know I'm going to find you. And I'll never let you leave me again.” She gripped his wrists, pinning them between her hands. With the last of his strength, he struggled good naturedly, a good sport to the end. And with a final smile he whispered, “Happy hunting.”
Sigh. Dreams.
So last night I dreamed that a beautiful woman (who I'm sure was an actress I saw somewhere but I can't for the life of me place her) who had the power to make anyone fall in love with them by speaking to them, used that power on me. And then she had to leave, and to her credit she then used that same power to make sure I'd get over her soon. But I guess that hadn't happened by the time my alarm went off so I woke up feeling crappy. But, and this is the kind of funny part, I will get over that and so in a way, her power worked. And now I'm thinking that would be an interesting twist to, well I don't know if it's happened enough to be a trope, but the thing where two characters are in love, one has to leave forever and uses some kinda mojo to make the other person forget them. But what if what happened instead is the person woke up the next day thinking "man that was a hell of a dream". And though they were sad for a bit, as the day wore on they would get over it.
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Le sigh. Sometimes you just want a buff, beautiful woman to literally sweep you off your feet and take you away from it all. Amirite?
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Yeah, he's turned to stone, all right. Rock hard, I'd guess. Well done!