SlickTony
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One of my fantasies, which I've never gotten around to developing into a story, involves passing through some field/dimension/gate/other SF/fantasy device that changes one into the opposite sex.. You'd set out a female and come back a male, for instance. The SF/fantasy element would obviate the entirely separate issues of (1) deciding to switch genders, and (2) the painful, drawn-out (and possibly unsatisfactory) results of transsexual surgery.
I posited this to my husband once--just kicking the idea around--and asked him if he'd let me fuck him under those circumstances. Not withstanding the fact that I have used a hand-held probe and a strap-on on him, he seemed somewhat taken aback at the concept of coming after him with a real live cock and said that he didn't think I'd be me, if I changed genders. I didn't agree. It seems to me that I'd still be me--I mean, who the hell else would I be? I would have the same memories. I'd know the same set of people, etc.
It seems to me that one of the big challenges of finding that one had morphed suddenly into one's opposite gender would be learning the body language, the mannerisms, the walk, etc. of his/her new sex. Otherwise you're just going to send signals to all sorts of people you didn't intend to receive them.
Of course gender comprises a great part of one's identity. But is it all of it? How much of a different person would you be if you were to change?
The concept has its precedent in the myth of Tiresias (I hope I've spelled him right) who had experienced sex as both genders, and said he'd had the most fun as a woman.
I posited this to my husband once--just kicking the idea around--and asked him if he'd let me fuck him under those circumstances. Not withstanding the fact that I have used a hand-held probe and a strap-on on him, he seemed somewhat taken aback at the concept of coming after him with a real live cock and said that he didn't think I'd be me, if I changed genders. I didn't agree. It seems to me that I'd still be me--I mean, who the hell else would I be? I would have the same memories. I'd know the same set of people, etc.
It seems to me that one of the big challenges of finding that one had morphed suddenly into one's opposite gender would be learning the body language, the mannerisms, the walk, etc. of his/her new sex. Otherwise you're just going to send signals to all sorts of people you didn't intend to receive them.
Of course gender comprises a great part of one's identity. But is it all of it? How much of a different person would you be if you were to change?
The concept has its precedent in the myth of Tiresias (I hope I've spelled him right) who had experienced sex as both genders, and said he'd had the most fun as a woman.