Tumblr's Rejects

Somethings are just too hot for Tumblr.  So... yay?

So earlier this week I got my first hit on Tumblr.  A post was flagged as "...in violation of our Community Guidelines..." and hidden away.  I don't mind that something like that happened.   Let's face it, I make extremely explicit content.  My problem is that it didn't make sense.  Here are a couple posts that didn't get flagged:

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My girlfriend Tara was just so damned kinky.  I thought I was sexually experienced before meeting her, but she's opened my eyes to so much!  She gave me my first threesome when her old sorority sister came for a visit.  She submitted to all my fantasies from dressing up as a nurse, to letting me tie her up.  

So naturally, when she wanted to play out her fantasy as a dominatrix, I went along with it.  I didn't even know some of these kinks existed.  Sure, I let her tie me up and tease me, I let her put a cock ring on me that kept me hard for hours, I let her put a dog mask on me while I was on all fours and couldn't do anything but bark, but it was the 'sissy' part that was confusing.  She had me shave off all my body hair, put on a wig and makeup, and even glued long nails on my fingers.  She put my cock in a little thing she called a chastity cage and then put me in panties and a bra with falsies.  

When she put the blindfold on it made all my other senses ramp up to 10.  I could hear her walking around on the hardwood floors in her high heels.  I could taste both our lipsticks after her long soulful kiss.  I could smell her aroused pussy as she leaned in and put a collar on me.  I could even feel the little tag hanging off of it.  In my new lilting sissy voice I just had to ask "Hey babe, what's the tag say?"

Her answer sent chills up my spine "Don't worry about that sweety, it will just give our guests an idea of how to use you!"

At that point I heard the door open and three men enter.  

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Moving out on my own after college was great.  I was really surprised by the older lady next door who seemed more than a little interested in me.  I'd always had a bit of a cougar fetish so I followed along.  She was always so confident and in command and I was learning so much from her that I just played along, no matter how kinky or weird her suggestions were.  I think the Rubicon was when she had me put her panties on.  I refused a couple times and learned that it was oddly both painful and arousing to be laid out over her lap and spanked.  

When I did put her panties on, everything sped up.  Within the month she had me shaved, styled, and in a maid's uniform three days a week.  Yeah, cleaning her big house sucked, especially getting it done before her husband got home, but the incentive was getting to worship her by eating her out.  By this time she had me caged so direct relief was rare.  

And now this.  I'm honestly scared at what's going to happen.  If I'd have known where this was leading I might have said now... but then again, I might not have.  I'm here stuck in this rubber suit with all the right kind of padding to hide my maleness.  She showed it off cupping and squeezing my smooth hips, my corset shrunk waist, and my big breasts all in front of a mirror so I could see it before buckling the blindfold in place.  Now I"m tied up in her playroom with this maddening massager vibrating my cage keeping me painfully hard and this dildo going in and out while I hear porno after porno played on the TV.  I know I'm so aroused that I'll do anything for release... and she knows that too.  She told me her husband would be home soon and it was his long weekend... that I was his playtoy for that entire time.  And if I was a VERY good girl, she'd let me get some relief at the end.  

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Getting a part as one of the 'flower girls' in the school play was supposed to be a counter point to the modern women's lib movement.  Damn girls trying to prove they could do a man's job no matter how ridiculous they looked, well I'd show them that a man could do a woman's job and how ridiculous it really was.  

Todd, the director of the play, was clear though.  If I didn't look the part he wouldn't only drop me from the role, he'd drop my two costars.  That put Sally and Tricia into overdrive.  Hair extensions were just the start.  I figured I could live with longer hair and just put it in a ponytail during the day.  I thought the morning state makeup would just wash off, and it did, but I didn't realize it would include trimming my eyebrows.  Even without the makeup it gave my face a feminine look.  I couldn't exactly go back to the frat house without being ridiculed so the girls took me back to their house.   

A night with two actresses sounds like a fantasy but they made sure I was 'one of them' during our tryst.  I had to keep the panties and corset on and while I got to lick them to several screaming orgasms, they wouldn't touch me down there.  When I tried they said women didn't focus on themselves like that and put a chastity cage on me.  I was fine with it until they locked it.  And that was the last step in their control over me.  If I didn't play along as they said, they'd never let me out, forcing me to go get it cut off.  

My night with them turned into moving in with them, at least until the play was done.  All their work on me changed my premise.  I wanted to show that a guy would look ridiculous in a woman's role but they were making me disappear into it.  I was fooling everyone.  Even Todd said he was forgetting I was a guy during rehearsals.   

Opening night was a huge success with everybody applauding the new girl's performance.  My performance.  Todd took the whole cast and crew out to celebrate and one by one everybody left until it was just Sally, Tricia, Todd, and me.  When he took us back to his place I figured I'd end up watching him take Sally and Tricia together, but he said he wanted 'all three of his girls'.  And now as I look up at him with his cock filling my mouth, I'm wondering if I'm ever going to get out of this role.  

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When I was changed into a woman I needed to pick a fairy tale ending.  A way back to my masculine body.  I only had a moment to decide though.  I didn't want Rapunzel as I figured I'd have to wait for my hair to grow out.  Beauty and the Beast was straight out as I didn't want to find a Beast.  I thought picking Snow White might mean finding seven short guys for a gang bang so that was out.  Sleeping Beauty sounded like a ticket to date rape.  As time ran out, Goldilocks and the Three Bears sounded like the least sexual so I picked that.  I assumed I'd just need to find the perfect porridge before any 'bears' found me.  

It turns out I'm not looking for the perfect porridge.  I'm looking for the perfect cum provided by a big bear of a man.  It's been months and I've had cum that's too thick, cum that's too thin, cum that's too colorful and cum that's not colorful enough.  Cum that's too hot and cum that's too cold.  Please please please let this.... DAMNIT THIS LOAD OF CUM IS TOO SMALL! 

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None of those three posts were flagged, or labeled.  Now there is a 'rule' that re-blogged posts won't get flagged or even labeled, but I'm left to wonder how the original post of three girls giving a blow job wasn't flagged.  I mean, I saw the post!  The other three, the one with the 'fuck my ass' charm, the one with the latex woman getting mechanically mouth fucked, and the guy jerking off into a woman's open mouth are all 'original' posts of mine.  Not re-blogs.  

Okay, so we knows what doesn't get flagged.  What HAS gotten flagged?  

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Look babe, I'll admit I was pissed off at first.  You took my cock and gave me a pussy.  You took my rugged good looks and made me into a chick.  You took my gravely voice and gave me this bimbo-esque lilt.  But I got over it.  It's fine.   You wanted a lesbo experience and you didn't want to walk out on me.  I love you for that.  But if you think I'm gonna eat you out when I haven't done that before you made me into this super model, you're sadly mistaken.  

In fact, I don't see why our normal morning routine should change all that much.  I'm running a bit late to work and one of your morning BJs always puts an extra spring in my step so...

Start licking!

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You know Tiffany, this was funny at first.  I mean, I can play along that you were body swapped and are in fact my buddy Jacob in my girlfriend's body but enough is enough.  I know you like playing bad girl so we'll just go there... this is for being a bad girl and lying to me.  And this spanking will last until you agree to apologize and give me one of your world class blow jobs!

(This one wasn't hidden.  It was just given a community label... whatever that means)

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The spell was simple;  imbue it on a coin, make a wish, then flip the coin.  One way the wish comes out perfectly, the other way the wish comes out as its opposite.  So I grabbed my roommate's lucky coin since it always came out heads, and made my wish.  

I wanted to be more masculine.  Bigger chest, six pack abs, stubble that never shaves away.  I cheered when I saw heads... until I saw myself in the mirror.  I was a foot shorter, had long flowing hair, a smooth belly, and small breasts.  

So I wished it again and cringed as the heads came up.  All my body hair fell out, my breasts grew a cup size, and my voice changed to an angel's.  

I wished again, this time trying to fix the two previous mis-haps by wishing to be a man.  I got a pussy instead.  

When my roommate came in and started staring at me lustily, I needed to make sure nothing happened so I quickly wished to not have sex for the next twenty four hours.  Within twenty minutes I was a horny mess and had him bending me over the couch.  

I took a breather while he smoked a cigarette and tried to figure out what was going on.   Statistics alone says I shouldn't have got bad flips four times in a row.  But then the horniness came back.  I realized to late that the bad wish wasn't to have sex within twenty four hours, it was to have sex FOR twenty four hours!  I grabbed the coin, prayed for a good outcome, and wished for no more sex with him... and it came up tails!

I guess blow jobs aren't considered 'sex' as I found myself on my knees with his cock pushing into my throat.  

I had to work quick after swallowing down all his cum.  I needed something that would prevent more sex with my roomie.  Just as my horniness started peaking again I got it.  I'd have to reverse it later, but I wished my room mate was gay.  

And it worked!  Even as my arousal got the best of me and I begged, he wouldn't have sex with me.  After masturbating myself furiously several times I finally explained what was going on to my confused friend.  

Two problems arose.  First, he explained that it wasn't a lucky coin.  It was a trick coin that you could make land any way you wanted... and I'd broken it making it into just a regular random coin.  Second, once he realized I was really a guy he was suddenly interested in having sex again. 

Anal sex! 

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Oh baby, you are getting so gooooood at this!  The book was right, all we had to do was lock your little dicky up and you get so wild for sex that you'll do just about anything!  Mmmm.... right there!  

I think we've gone as far as we can on the hormones alone.  The doctor says we're at the maintenance dose, so if we're going to get your breasts up to the size you and I both love, we're going to have to talk to the plastic surgeon.  You'll love that, won't you sweety!?  

Awww, is that making you feel all funny again?  I know baby, you're still working through those icky feelings, still thinking you're a man.  Don't worry, after you get me off again I'll put on your favorite strap on and we'll go through your lesson again.  

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I honestly don't mind that he makes love to my wife.  We've always had an open relationship.  I've had my lovers, she's had hers.  I don't even mind that he insists on being the 'man of the house' making me dress up in panties and  bra.  I don't mind that he's found a way to manipulate us... I wouldn't do what he commands, but he commands my wife and she commands me.  So now I follow his commands by proxy.  It's beyond what my wife wants... shaving, wigs, and makeup?  yes.  Laser hair removal, growing my hair out long in a feminine style, and hormones?  No.  But she wants him so she does as she's told.  And I want her, so I do as I'm told.  

No, what I mind is that he's starting to get possessive.  Not of her, he's always been possessive of her ever since he made her put a chastity cage on me.  No, he's getting possessive of me.  He made her tell me to submit to his touch.  Now each morning while my beautiful wife sleeps in he comes down and visits me as I make breakfast.  He kisses me as he grabs my bouncy smooth ass and whispers "Soon".  

(This too wasn't hidden and instead just given a label)

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Okay, so the overt anal sex is hidden away.  I get it.  It's sex and overtly pornographic sex.  But if it's hidden away, why isn't the facial?  And why is the image of a woman's pussy?  And the last one here, the ass grab, why is it given a label?  It's not any more overtly pornographic than facial and it's story certainly isn't as racy as any other story I posted... so why?  

Well, I'm not going to fret over this.  

Seriously.  I'm not going to let it bother me.  I'm using tumblr because its an easier method than my obscura.  What I will do going forward is re-post anything Tumblr rejects here.  I could probably just post them as Obscura, but I'll specifically put them up as Tumblr Rejects because of the image quality.  My Obscura images were rarely under 1000 pixels wide.  Hell, the header graphic is 740 pixels wide!  Many of the images I find to post on Tumblr are way WAY smaller, especially the animated gifs.  

I'm not going to specifically try to get posts hidden, but I'm not going to work to stay within the borders either!  Hopefully this will get some more content over here.  

Anyway, if you're not following my Tumblr, it's probably worth it.  I right now have 66 posts over there.