Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Bubblepopmei.com





I purchased my very own domain! Yay! Bubblepopmei.com will point towards this happy little blog of mine for the time being, but eventually I'll be launching my own sexy and fun website. 

Wow these things are expensive, n'est pas? Who knew a girl had to come up with so much cash in order to have her own porn site, right? Please support my sexy creativity by clicking on the Donate button found on the right side of my blog, just beneath my little display picture. 



Since my first photo shoot has been finished, I have a fun thank you gift of 15 colourful pictures for anyone who donates $5 or more. Just leave your email address when you donate and your inbox will be receive a link full of Mei soon enough!


$5 for 15 pretty pictures. Remember to leave your email! 

The more people who donate, the more pictures and videos to I will be able to produce!

Sparkles and rainbows,
Bubblepopmei..... dot com.

Edit: well that was fast. Paypal disabled my account. Thanks to those who donated but I won't be getting those funds. Once I have another payment provider I will let you know. Much love!

Monday, August 27, 2012

FanExpo Flirting

I had a great time at Fan Expo this year. While I didn't get to cosplay, which was entirely my own fault for waiting so long to put a costume together, there were many others dressed up and many ideas to be had!

My favourite part was meeting Joe Flanigan. I've interviewed a lot of people in my life, mostly musicians and mostly all of the people you've seen on Billboard charts over the past decade, but I don't get nervous. As I told Joe when I met him, I was nervous. My heart was racing and when I told him he reached out and held my hand. Swoon much? Um ya.

Joe Flanigan as Major/Lt. Col John Sheppard on Stargate Atlantis

So we're flirting for quite a few minutes, before I squealed and ran off, him saying "Bye Ma'am!" which was super awesome. My brother informed me afterwards that Joe actually said it was alright for me to take a pic. I of course, wasn't paying attention, I was too focused on him to hear that offer. Doh!

Saturday, August 25, 2012

Hotel Business

How did you spend YOUR Friday?

Sunday, August 19, 2012

Car sex

I hadn't noticed how long it had been since my last blog post. Oopsie!

In the aftermath of losing friends, a lot of time has opened up for me. I'm filling it with dicks, by the barrel. I spoke with a friend and I'm going to start making craigslist ads looking for guys to fuck me on film. Well, I'll begin by giving hand jobs while the guys use my phone to film. Easy does it. If you want to be such a guy, and understand that I'm going to sell copies of the video we make and all you'll get is a nice orgasm when your cum blasts my face, hit me up and let's make it happen. Conversely, if you want to work a camera and make some fabulous recurring porn together, hit me up all the same!

I tried filming some mutual oral fun in my car that I had last Saturday, but the dashboard is pretty much all we got. I'll need a camera man or something unless its POV haha. I had a great time though, the man knows how to handle a lady! I gave a nice logn blowjob while I crouched beneath my steering wheel and he ate my boipussy and fingered me into rainbows while i was leaned over the reclined front seat.

Not me but you get the idea

Yesterday I did my first photo shoot. More to come on that soon. Also, ahead is a threesome and a trip to fanexpo!

Monday, August 6, 2012

Feminization Captions

This summary is not available. Please click here to view the post.

Wonder Slut Loses her friends

I've been having a lot of serious blog posts lately, and I want you to know that I'm not steering things towards a surprise activism, I'm just dealing with things as they come up.

I have some fun and sexy things coming up that I am so eager to share with you. For now, let me just say a few things.

I cried today while watching You've Got Mail. Tom Hanks is simply a delight.

I think I'm sorta depressed. I have been cancelling social plans and staying at home to hide from the sun. It seems that when I think about the day ahead and all the hair removal that I have to do to prepare I get depressed. It isn't sexy, but I guess it makes sense. I don't have any money but I'll need to figure a way to get laser hair removal going on all body parts more quickly than I expected I would require. I still have prepay with a crappy laser place, I guess I will go back there.

The first people I told about my transition, my closest friends that I have blogged about repeatedly, have stopped talking to me. I didn't know why they suddenly cut all contact, save to let me know they were doing what I had expressed interest in doing together. "Hey just letting you know we are doing pole dancing lessons without you, kthxbyebye."

I finally met up with one of them, to give her dresses back to her. Only way it seems I could get their attention, to return stuff. She wasn't even going to tell me, she wanted to talk about her stuff. I had to pull it out of her, and that's when she told me why they aren't my friends.

"We are sick of hearing about you doing porn."

I'm not going to change who I am to save friends. That kind of sacrifice destroys self esteem. I've been waiting since I was a child to do porn. Ya, fucked up I know, but while other children dreamed of being doctors and lawyers, I dreamed of doing porn.

So the first two people I trusted with my transition no longer like the person I have transitioned to become. No big deal, I'll make new friends, and some of those who have experience with porn cite this as something that happens. My Mom freaked out and my baby mama told me my daughter will be ashamed of me. I don't really feel like I can relate to the people from my past anymore.

I cleared out my wishlist, it was filled with old stuff. I put a few new items on the wish list. For FanExpo and most definitely for super hero porn, I'll do videos with either and any of the following that I am surprised with as a gift:
Wonder Woman

Supergirl


Which heroine should I get fucked on film as? Maybe both. My wish list widget should be on the bottom of my blog, but here it is: Buy Mei Pretty Things!

I actually watched a really sexy Wonder Woman hypnosis video. Wonder Sluts.

Sunday, August 5, 2012

Tumbling and Twatting

This summary is not available. Please click here to view the post.

Fetish Fury


“So do you, or do you not endorse coaxing people into thinking that what they are aroused by is indicative of an underlying discord? Also do you believe that how one relates, rationalizes and desires plays no part in how one identifies oneself?” - Anonymous

I’m... I’m honestly shocked. Wait, let’s go back. Let’s get a little context. So I totally did this crossdreaming blog fiesta recently and the last post was here. It’s like, right below this one, but don’t make eye contact, it’s super involved with like 19 comments and counting.

Anonymous, which seems like such a popular name these days, seems to feel marginalized for being sexually attracted to an unspecified method of feminization. He seems angry at Jack Molay and this is where the confusion really sets in for me.

Anonymous suggests people are being wrongfully convinced that they have gender identity issues because they are sexually attracted to feminization. Or something like that, I’m trying to piece together a message from his several posts. So Anonymous has asked me whether I endorse this.

See, my mind is boggled how someone can think the two have anything to do with one another. I am a slut and I loves me all kinds of sex. I want to be led out like a pet on a leash and gangbanged as entertainment for a party of wealthy men and women. Having them pet me, patronize me in that deliriously wonderful condescending tone that they give to dogs, and else stuff. That does not mean at all that I want to be a dog. 
My identity is not exclusively made up of sexual fantasies. I have an xbox and shit. I own a car. I’m a real person yo.

I may be your pet, but I still have to pay taxes.

Since each person’s situation is unique, wtf is your point anyways? We’re going to argue generalizations about gender identity and sexual identity? How would we do that? What Rosetta stone exists to help us discuss any of this?

For argument’s sake, let’s generalize the fuck out of this. If you’re getting sexually aroused by wearing women’s clothing or dreaming about being a woman, you might be a crossdresser or you might be a crossdreamer. I’m just stabbing the dark on the meaning of crossdreamer now since it has been established it was created by Jack Molay. Ask Jack what he intended by the statement. If you’re identifying with crossdreaming but in a sexual fetish way, then I figure the term fits and so I’m using it in this case.

In either case, if you’re sexually excited by these ideas but you have no desire to pursue transition, that’s clue number one you aren’t differently gendered. It isn’t a hard and fast rule by any means, but for my reply to this discussion it works just fine.

About being coerced to transition: wtf are you smoking? You’ve been reading too many stories and captions Captain Anonymous, and you clearly have very little respect for the differently gendered. Let me walk you through why the idea of being convinced into transition when you don’t really want it is absolutely clown shoes ridiculous.

I never felt right, even as a kid. I didn’t know what the issue was, but as I grew and learned more I felt significant and ongoing displeasure with myself, my body, my reflection in the mirror. I felt off. I didn’t need to be convinced or coerced to become a woman. When I learned that was even possible, and began my journey, you couldn’t coerce or convince me NOT to transition. It was like a floodgate opened, it was like I had been freed from tyranny, it was like I had found the cure for a serious illness, like I discovered fucking Science!

For me, as a transgendered person, I busted my ass and have been crawling through enormous difficulty to be the person I feel in the cells of my body, in the aching of my bones that I need to be. I struggle against a system that is designed to resist my success, a system of gender binary and intolerance where depending on which nation I visit I may not have basic human rights.

I’m totally shocked by this protest in the first place. There is no conspiracy against cisgendered guys who get off dreaming about or dressing as a woman. No plot exists to convince you to transition for some nefarious ladyboy-army building purpose. This world fights transgender people tooth and nail, and how dare you try to compare your right to get that tiny dick of yours off in a pair of lace panties like a good little cuck to me travelling across the entire mother-fucking world to get a fair price on breast implants and risk surgery and the possibility of never seeing my daughter’s face again. If you’re a cisgendered guy who just likes getting off to ideas of feeling feminine sometimes, boo hoo! Go take your male privilege to the food bank and try to trade all the ways you’re on top of the world like food stamps.

Please, by all means, pull your widdle dickie and dream about being a girl. Nobody cares. Nobody wants to stop you. In fact I want you to do it more. I’m happy you do it. I bet you make wet little cummies when you read about me being wrongfully coerced into transition in my captions. 

Be proud of your fetish, not defensive


Thursday, August 2, 2012

Refused Service




I was refused service at a cafeteria in my work complex. I had to have my coworker buy the coke zero for me, cause I love coke zero you see. It's like I'm losing weight with bubbles!

Anyways, ya. The old ass couple who run the shindig didn't even acknowledge me beyond the stares and the obvious walking away.

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...