wow my first post on here (in a while) is me talking about my darkest fantasy…lol
feel weird writing this because it’s my first time talking about this sort of thing in a public space. but the thread says “dark fantasy”. and if you’re here, reading this, you’re probably a little weird (like me) so i got nothing to be ashamed about here.
purely a fantasy this, because several parts of this are physically impossible. reallllly leans into the “fantasy” aspect.
first of all, i’d like to be some sort of alien or monster dude. i’ve always had a complicated relationship with my identity. i guess i’m fine being a human but it would be nice if i could shapeshift. that’s a thought i’ve always had so it’s not just constrained to the fantasy.
anyways, I’d //really// like to be some sort of alien and get real attached to some sort of human that comes along. maybe i see him as my mate, maybe it’s something else or just plain impossible to put into human terms. he doesn’t really want this but what can he do? i hold the power here.
also side note, i got a thing for “faceless” (or masked) characters, so he’d probably be hiding his face (at least lower half) in some way. don’t ask how the whole thing works. i dunno.
so you got this guy, maybe some sort of soldier, who i initially scared the daylights out of during our first meeting. but it’s not super dark aside from the fact the attraction is mostly one sided (in my favour).
it doesn’t take long for it to occur to him that i have a strange fixation with keeping him well fed. and emphasis on well, although i try to push his limits almost every time, see how far he’ll let me go. he doesn’t really gain anything. not yet. but eventually something happens, maybe i get discovered and have to go on the run, perhaps he gets hurt in the crossfire — i of course, take him with me. how could I leave the individual i love so much behind? the injury isn’t life threatening, he’ll heal with proper rest. but my past experiences have changed my perspective on things. he’ll be allowed very little freedom, if only to stop him from getting hurt again. and then comes the food. he needs to eat well if he’s going to be strong, doesn’t he? so i make him eat when he would’ve normally been comfortably full. push him to the limits he’d never have reached on his own. i find the changes in his body fascinating. and endearing. with the lack of movement he’s been dealing with, he does start to put on weight. he’s never been fat before. a small part of him likes it but most of him still has somewhat negative feelings about it, but at the very least, knows I won’t let any harm come to him. i’m his sole protector. at a certain point maybe even his caretaker. i keep him on a short leash because letting him out of my sight for too long worries me.
there’s also a different fantasy of “breaking/taming” a normally stubborn/scary/hard dude, and i allow him to act that way to others, but not to me. but i imagine the former gets harder when you’re putting on so much weight. i know exactly how to push his buttons, what makes him whimper. i treat him something like a pet at a certain point. is it…petplay? idk man im just here to ramble. slowly he gets more docile, becomes bit of a sensitive soul at some point. i did it! i domesticated a dude!
both scenarios ideally would include stuffing. to the point of pain maybe.
yeahhh none of mine are happening in real life but they’re fun to entertain. and i can draw and write stories, so that’s nice.
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