My imagination kicked into high gear somewhere in a dangerous section of pornblr last night, and I’ve spent my quiet moments in the last 24 hours imagining being hypnotized to have a shadow self.

In this fantasy, my shadow self is allowed to orgasm multiply and fully indulge the wilder aspects of my being. Meanwhile, my primary self is in denial: edging regularly, teased relentlessly, and unable to remember any memories or impressions the shadow makes. Perhaps the primary version is hobbled as a sub in other subtle ways, to enhance punishment and encourage slight feelings of inadequacy.

I feel like this could be fun for someone. Jekyll and Hyde, but with far more seamless transitions. A mental storage partition.

Aaaanywayyyy, it’s the first couple days after my period. Trust nothing.