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The Way We Are
« on: January 29, 2015, 08:31:11 PM »
Getting serious for a second, has anyone ever thought specifically of why we are the way we are? Why do we like living clothing or having them control us? I get that it's like a fetish, but where do they come from? I've never done any sort of research into it or anything, so I'm curious as to what you all think.
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Re: The Way We Are
« Reply #1 on: January 29, 2015, 10:23:16 PM »
I can remember being interested in inanimate objects gaining personalities of their own since I was a child, I suppose this is just a natural evolution for me; same goes for my slime girl and rubber fetishes.

No idea where Furries entered my life, I even had a dog phobia for a decade of my youth!

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Re: The Way We Are
« Reply #2 on: January 30, 2015, 12:42:46 AM »
For me its more that of the magical part of it.  Invisible man, telekinesis, living clothes, spells, etc.  In my mind I've always lived in a fantasy world.

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« Reply #3 on: January 30, 2015, 01:30:16 AM »
I realized I wrote this question down and never bothered to answer it myself. How rude of me! I apologize. Warning, the following gets quite graphic. Stop reading if you’re faint of heart. I know most of you are probably greedily rubbing your hands together saying, “get on with it already!”

When I was a kid, I was always fantasizing about my own clothes coming to life, not in any sexual way, mind you, but in a sort of friendly/buddy type way. I can't tell you how many times I tried the "Bedknobs and Broomsticks" spell in my bedroom, always hoping I was doing it wrong and that this time it would work. That movie, mind you, is how I initially got the idea of clothing brought to life. (Thanks Disney! 22 years later and you've still got me hooked!) I was kind of a lonely kid, and countless times I’d imagine an outfit of mine hopping out of my dresser drawers, and we’d go play games together, play catch, kick a soccer ball back and forth, cops and robbers, hide and seek (I still think they’d probably be much better at hide and seek than I would).

In High School is where it all started to come together for me. I became comfortable with my sexuality and who I was. In the locker room during gym, I’d purposefully be the last one to change, or find some way to get back into the locker room in order to find the clothes of the other guys sitting so innocently in their lockers, and I think at this point is when it became cemented for me. The combination of my horny teenage hormones and the smell of the locker room with the smell of my school mates’ socks, shoes and clothing fused in a way, and it was during these episodes that I fully started to fantasize about their clothing coming to life, holding me down, tying me up, forcing themselves upon me and doing fun and erotic things to me while I was helpless to do anything, but secretly loving every second. It’s especially prevalent as we think of sports and the gym and locker rooms as places of male machismo and ego. Men can supposedly overcome anything and overpower anything, but they’re helpless against the magic of living clothes bent on one thing: submission of their victim through sexual exploitation, which can arguably be the most demeaning thing to some people, especially those who hold on to that traditional “Me: Man, You: Nobody” type mentality. I’d pay any amount to see some cocky jackass get taken down a notch by his own clothing.

I guess where this is leading is the biggest aspect of it all for me, which is Dominance and Submission. This was talked about briefly about the whole jock/sport thing in the locker room in the previous paragraph. There’s a definite element in my mind of how men are traditionally viewed as the dominant, and having something as simple as a sock or a pair of pants being dominant and taking charge really makes me interested. We think they’re harmless, but are they? How far can they go? What is our clothing capable of, if it could really do this stuff? I’ve noticed I come across this theme a lot in the writings of others, and whether it’s male or female clothing, the clothing always seems to have the more dominant upper hand, and always wins, whether they force the victim into submission through sexual conquest, or entice and seduce the victim into self-submission through the promise of uncharted carnal pleasure.

Maybe this ultimately stems from my loneliness growing up, because I never really had anyone there telling me what to do or when to do it. Instead, I just kind of figured it all out on my own, and maybe I secretly crave that Dominant factor and for some reason, living clothing fulfills that deep desire, as it was always clothing that got me off when I felt the need, my own or in the locker room. I mean really, in every story you read on here, no one can say no. No one can overcome their power. Maybe that’s the allure of living clothing (for me at least) all along. Of course, I can only speak for myself. Thank you to TheCanadian and calx86 for replying when I hadn't the guts to initially :) I appreciate it. I'm really interested to hear all your other thoughts on the subject.
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Re: The Way We Are
« Reply #4 on: January 30, 2015, 11:53:28 AM »
I highly appreciate this topic JayHawk303. As you stated yourself, I myself haven't researched or looked into the reasons and wonders of why I possess this deep, illogical desire. I can relate to you a lot. I was an only child and I always had a good imagination as a child and my learning style was very independent in many aspects such as learning basic property's and in my academic studies. When I was in my late teens, dating women, having fun etc etc there was one time I actually thought to myself how did this sexual desire initially start?

When I was very young, either in my first or second year of primary school there was this girl who was a few years older than me who was a 'monitor' and she basically stood in the corridors when students would line up in a queue for the morning assembly. I can remember clearly (the colour, style etc) she had a pair of those old stocky 80's Adidas Country trainers which at first I thought nothing of.

One time when the school was doing a Christmas Nativity, this girl and a group of other students had to dress up as shepherds and other Christmas stars and the people who were dressing up had to leave their shoes in my classroom. I was right at the back of the queue in our classroom waiting to be escorted to the assembly hall for this nativity play and those shoes and another pair where right next to the queue line neatly positioned where as everyone else’s where in a messy pile in the corner of the classroom. For me this is when I first think I developed this fetish. I can remember just starring at these shoes which were right next to me. They were quite old & worn and something just felt good about looking at them. I really wanted to kneel down (the urge was immense) to get a closer look and touch them however even I didn't know at the time this was wrong/indecent but something about those shoes told me not to touch them. Obviously there was nobody in them, it was like the shoes was making it clear not to go any more near them or something would happen. It's the 'something would happen' which must of triggered my imagination off. The shoes obviously turned me on but now using my imagination thinking that the shoes would move on their own turned me on even more. The two tendencies linked together from that day have never left me and here I am today with this hard wired into my brain.

 This is my absolute honest content but I can seriously remember what I've just told you pretty clearly. Also just to add after that, I would never wear white shoes or trainers. I don't know what the word may be but I never could wear them myself because I couldn't trust a pair of white trainers? Maybe I was scared of loosing some sort of control, as my fantasies were girls wearing white shoes and being controlled by them including the shoes being able to walk themselves. I would always wear black shoes as a kid and I’d never fantasise over my own footwear. When I was about 12/13 I started wearing white trainers for the first time ever and then began fantasising over my own shoes.

To add as well – Why footwear? I have no other fetishes apart from shoes themselves as with shoes they hold their wearers shape therefore you can physically see part of their owner/wearer in them. With other clothes you can't physically see this. Also using feet to manoeuvre, a pair of shoes could potentially have dominant powers over any other clothing as well as their wearer. 

Yes i accept this desire, however one thing what really pisses me off about it is the lack of resources, video's, books and everything really!
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« Reply #5 on: January 30, 2015, 11:55:22 AM »
For me its more that of the magical part of it.  Invisible man, telekinesis, living clothes, spells, etc.  In my mind I've always lived in a fantasy world.

While this is supposed to be my own response to the question, I can't continue on without making a point to mention how much I truly relate to cal in this respect. Also, I've been told I'm quite wordy. No offense at all to those who can answer this in a couple sentences, but this just isn't one of those topics I feel I can answer in so few of words. Hopefully you keep reading this as its sort of a baring of the soul.

Anyway, as an artist/writer, I truly do live in other worlds within my own mind. In fact, it's hard to tell sometimes when I'm not actively writing or drawing, as I constantly find myself daydreaming or compelled to wander(kinda get the name now?) my own thoughts. Creating what I so wish actually existed. People have said it seems like I never pay attention to what's happening and the truth is, I'm probably not. At least not entirely. My fantasies and my stories alike are engraved into my mind so deeply that they'll likely never--EVER--leave. So abandoning them now after nearly fifteen years, they would surely haunt me the rest of my life. And when you have nothing else, well... that just makes it even more difficult to let go. No matter how bleak things may seem, they will be infinitely times worse if I let go of my creativity.

Now, to say I was unpopular throughout my school years would be an understatement. It would be more accurate to say I was simply unnoticed. It didn't help much either that I cycled through two close friends every other year or so until roughly my Junior year of High School. This left me with a void more or less in which burying myself in video games and anime was the only real thing that alleviated any of that anguish. Things like Neon Genesis Evangelion, Dragonball Z, Metroid, Final Fantasy, Lunar Silver Star Story and Shinning Force--just to name a few--helped to shape my love of story telling into what it is today. At an even younger age, I would always draw pictures out of the instruction manuals(yes kids, games actually used to come with these nifty little booklets that explained a lot of stuff! Not ten pages of the controls in three different languages! Or nothing at all as most seem to do now :\) and I did this a lot. So much so, that I ended up having to break myself of dependency on drawing from pictures and develop my mind in a way that I could create my own. To this day I still have some trouble with that. Either way, my point is, while it was rather depressing time for me, I wouldn't change what I went though in those years, because I wouldn't have what I do now creatively. And having this budding ability to draw and create came in handy when I started realizing I had attractions to certain things. Leather clothing, boots, gloves and such were actually the first to come about. It was only after that I realized I very much enjoyed the women they were on xD

After discovering my developing material fetish and love of the feminine form, that was when the infatuation with LC, BC and possession set in. Thanks to movies like Bedknobs and Broomsticks and as I've mentioned before, the dinner scene from Beetlejuice, which incorporates both BC and possession in a rather amazing fashion. I just loved how befuddled Catherine O'Hara and that woman in the gold looked as they danced uncontrollably and shook their asses :b

For a long while there--as I was born before the advent of the internet and even then before it was so readily and easily available as it is now--I was left with only my own imagination and VCR to see anything like these fetishes. Eventually I started realizing, "Hey! I can draw! Why not try and draw something like this!?", so I did. A lot. I even have some of my earliest and most terrible attempts at it still lying around. But once I started really getting into drawing and creating my own ideas, I noticed how much more enjoyable it felt to be in the shoes of the woman it was all happening to. It took until this point for me to realize that I just related better to my feminine side than my masculine side. I had been role-playing games like D&D, White Wolf, and some home-brew games for quite some time with a group of friends and was playing a woman more often than not. Without going too much into this, all of these revelations lead me to my TG liking and even further discoveries about myself.

I feel this may be enough for now and I seem to have lost my train. I've never really openly discussed such things about myself in so public of a venue. Hopefully this kinda answers your question, JayHawk.

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« Reply #6 on: January 30, 2015, 01:15:09 PM »
Reasons

I actually wondered about this myself a lot.  I spent a lot of time trying to figure it out but never could.  Like others I always had MC/BC fetish.  I can remember thinking about it back in middle school.  The LC thing was pretty much the same way.  I didn't think about it sexually until I started getting into drawing adult comics and was requested to do one.  I started researching it and finding more and more examples of it.  Now I look forward to people requesting/commissioning comics of it but don't get many for that subject sadly.

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« Reply #7 on: January 31, 2015, 01:03:43 AM »
Interesting question. For years I've seen this as an outgrowth in my interest in the idea of invisible women, but now I realize the interest in living clothes came first. When I was 10 or 11 I had a huge crush on a friend of my mother's cousin. One night I dreamed that a succession of articles of her clothing... presented themselves to me, each asserting that it was actually her. I'd point out to each one that they were actually a bra, or jeans, or whatever, and when there was enough to approximate an entire person, they all got together... and that's when I woke up.  :(  I outgrew the crush, she got married to an old friend of mine, etc... but the idea's appeal never went away.

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« Reply #8 on: January 31, 2015, 01:18:57 AM »
There’s a definite element in my mind of.. having something as simple as a sock or a pair of pants being dominant and taking charge really makes me interested. We think they’re harmless, but are they? How far can they go? What is our clothing capable of, if it could really do this stuff?

Reminds me of a scene in Vestiphile's Skipper series, where a thong -- a shiny little strip of fabric -- calls Kalin a perverted little mammal.  :D

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Re: The Way We Are
« Reply #9 on: January 31, 2015, 04:00:06 PM »
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Invisible man, telekinesis, living clothes, spells,

This. Man, if I had telekinesis or something like that, I'd never leave the house.
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« Reply #10 on: January 31, 2015, 04:58:36 PM »
I've come to the conclusion that it's my own depression that has really helped to make my obsession with losing control of myself to grow.

I don't mean to be a mood killer about that. I just think that's how it started, for me. When you're depressed, your motivation is shot. You can lie there for hours (or days) and simply feel no drive to do anything. At some point when I was kid (when I had no idea I was having any problems and everyone thought I was just being lazy), I started to wonder what it might be like if I could be broken out of that by being forced to do things anyway. Not through abuse or coercion (at least, not per se), but by some outside agent asserting executive control over my own body and leaving me to mentally 'sit there' and revel in the phenomenal aspects of the experience. The thought of that actually felt exciting. I'd have been liberated from the mental paralysis that kept me trapped in a well of despair and it would have been inverted into a thrilling ride. Or rather, a thrilling adventure once I dressed it up with lots of fantasy elements.

It's quite possible I have a weird imagination.

But it just sort of started from there. I started noticing any and all shows on TV where this sort of thing was even remotely hinted at, and I fixated on them; studied them. I started wishing magic was real and... I don't know, hoping I could find a real witch or something? LOL.

So yeah. Years later it evolved into a kink. In my mid 20's, I invented a character to embody and explore that kink in a virtual space. Turned out I actually put more of myself in there than I originally realized. I'm making a whole world around that, dressing it up in some beautiful and whimsical fantasy. I'm literally creating my own heaven.
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« Reply #11 on: February 02, 2015, 02:48:56 AM »
Wow I'm learning so much about or little community, such a diverse group filled with character and depth. Makes me feel like my response fell a little short of standard :/

Like a few others I was a bit of a social outcast, I was liked and knew alot of people but a combination of minor depression after some dramatic life events with family and a girl or two and being very introverted left me with alot of time to myself and time to let my devious little imagination wander. I prefer not to talk about that sort of stuff 'cause I developed stress-provoked chest pain, now I just try and keep it mellow whenever possible and avoid life's dramatic side (to the best of my ability).

As to why we are the perverts we are I maintain that for me at least my fetishes where inspired by childhood affinities, you notice the amount of slime in my DA favorites? I can still remember my first silly putty...

Now I'm pretty sure that I'm the only one here who didn't see "Bedknobs and Broomsticks" but never the less I have always been involved in giving life to the lifeless (animation not necromancy) and so when I discovered A.CF in 2011-2012 I felt as though I had found a veritable Valhalla of content crafted to my specifications years before my arrival and was instantly hooked, I remember staying in bed for ten straight hours after I started reading "Dark Mistress" and only stopped because the sudden influx of birds chirping outside my window reminded me that I had to get to work (don't worry I finished the story)!

Like Vestiphile I see bits and pieces of myself among these posts, I think we're all gonna get along famously ;)

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« Reply #12 on: February 02, 2015, 12:20:27 PM »
and then of course Wander's mention of the Substiutiary Locomotion scene of Bedknobs and Broomsticks, which was obviously a crucial moment for me as a kid.

Actually, Vestiphile--Jayhawk made this mention before I did. Hopefully that wasn't the only thing we parallel on! xD

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« Reply #13 on: November 23, 2017, 05:28:45 AM »
I have just found this site, and thought I was the only one with this!

So its great to find like minded people, and active users, searching for content and making content/videos too!


[/size]I think i may have seen the Bedknobs & Broomsticks scene, when i was very young and impressionable, thinking the spell was real, and that clothing may behave like this when left alone in a room!
Ontop of this, I think I was at my friends house, who's Mum, used to wear fluffy slippers, so thought that this happened to them when no one was around! as they are very feminine, and also started to fantasize about these, and the Bedknobs & Broomsticks scene in an erotic nature.

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Hence therefore the fascination with them and the magic clothing/invisibility, especially with female heels, shoes and slippers, which are a well known sex symbol for the female.

I just wish there was some phone app that could do invisibility(roughly) (like After effects) so you could just video some footage and 'take out' the skin of the person in a daily scenario.