The F Plus - 292: Stumped!

Episode Date: December 3, 2018

DeviantArt is a strange place with many strange people, chief among them are the titular deviants, who use the site to share and explore their own peculiar sexual predilections. And that prediliction for tonight? Amputee fetishists, and the various ways they attempt to justify their specific interest which totally isn't gross you guys I promise. There's lore! This week, The F Plus learns that we're not very popular in Earmox.

some of you missed i didn't miss you clap it awful the way it goes it's where it goes where did we go why did we go why did we go? Why did we go? Uh-oh. It's the F-Plus Podcast.

A terrible place. There's terrible things. They're red with enthusiasm. In the room tonight, we have poor tax. I'm gonna cut off your head and jerk off to your neck. Victor Laszlo. The first time I saw drawing amputee in 14 years when I got a internet. It's fun.

In Yahoo! Community, perhaps. I do not remember exactly. Then began to draw, but of older works, nothing left. Frank West? My name is Emerson from Frank West, and I have one question. Is this a fetish? Oh, yay! It's Zarla again! Look funny, and SWB is nothing compared to the limbless, headless flesh orbs that my stories end in.

And Lemon. More than none-ass, I like the idea of them melting together. Would you ever consider foot-to-mouth or mouth-to-foot fusing? And JMermaidK replies, not really, I think that's kinda gross. Gotta draw a line. We have standards here. Sorry I asked. I guess I really put my foot in my mouth.

Oh, man. Is that good enough? I think so. Hey, F+. Hey, Lemon. Hi, Lemon. Hey, some of you, but less so others of you. Hi, Lemon. Oh, hi, Victor. I just kept talking.

Good, good, good, good. I'm glad the ropes and binds are still working. Hey, are all of you feeling, like, complete? You know, just as humans? Just feeling like complete humans? Well, I don't want to go out on a limb here, but I think I've got it pretty much together. I would say 75% human. Okay.

Okay, what could get you that other 25% there? Filler, some rocks, a piece of broccoli, maybe a shirt. Alright, alright. Well, unrelated to any of that preamble, because it didn't go anywhere, we're going to be looking at a site

by the name of DeviantArt. We've been to DeviantArt before. It's obviously a wonderful obviously what's it about well it's about art for deviants that's just the name lemon there's no deviant art on no there certainly isn't i definitely don't get mostly porn when i go to the home page of deviant art that certainly isn't most of what i see um uh but yeah so we're gonna be going to uh deviant art but we're gonna be going on a specific uh little journey here uh this is a document given to us uh a while ago here um uh yeah we oh definitely a while ago uh by positronic uh but But this is a document about amputee fetish.

So this is amputee fetishists on DeviantArt. So people for whom, you know, the removal of various limbs is obviously very sexy. And so maybe, maybe when I say that to you, that there's going to be a reading about amputee fetish fiction. You're probably thinking it's going to start somewhere. Do you know that that's going to start with AU sci-fi? Oh, does it now? Because it fucking is. So, Isfahan, can you please tell me about the Amputa solar system? Yay!

Oh, my gosh. Yay! Oh my gosh. This is like the amputee fetishist book of Genesis here. Yeah, you jumped on a car that was already redlining. Where no severed arm has gone before. Gather round and let me

tell you about the Amputa Solar System. My name is Black Rhino Ranger. Gather round, and let me tell you about the Amputa solar system. My name is Black Rhino Ranger. As stated, the name of the solar system is Amputa. Here's the description. Amputa was once a lifeless planet with breathable oxygen, yet no trees. How did the oxygen get there? Fuck you.

He imported it. The lifeless bit changed in 2555, when Rhino's great-grandfather traveled to that solar system and created new human life. However, this solar system holds lives with missing parts of the body. But why? Was he just not good at it?

It's not an exact science. It's like, we missed a finger. When people called your grandfather dickless, they were just insulting him. Well, funny you should mention that. It is DeviantArt. Maybe he forgot how to draw the other eye. Everyone on

that planet is female due to Rhino's great-grandfather being so obsessed with making more girls. That phonetically works. O-B-S-E-S-T. Obsessed.

Lucky, the machine allows each being to live indefinitely and never look lulled, even when aged, so that way there is no point of having babies. What machine? The machine that makes girls. The amputate baby woman machine. Yeah, it just makes girls without The amputate baby woman machine. Yeah, it just makes girls without other limbs.

We could have it here, but people keep raging against it. It's basically a new character that he introduced mid-sentence. Like, you can't... Well, it also doesn't explain how he created new human life. I hope it looks like the Dr. Seuss Star-Odd Star-Off machine. With the machine that appears to be named Lucky.

It's sci-fi. You can introduce anything you want whenever. That's how sci-fi works. I'm getting the impression this guy just really, really, really wants to get to the actual fetish stuff here. But why? What am I, huh? No. What fetish? Once, they were all blank planets with

darkness. Now they all resemble a lot like Earth, with beaches, cities, jungles, and other things. But mostly women are wanna fuck. Wait, I thought this was a planet, now it's planets? Once they were all

blank planets. Rhino's great-grandpie even got clothing DNA for the people to try out without going nude. Clothing DNA? What do you think clothing is, my dude? Well, he knew that everybody had jeans

and he just completely misinterpreted it. Like the actual pants. Yeah. Cotton is a plant, so... And DNA is made of strands, and that's pretty much what Thread is. Half man, half raincoat. All pervert.

Here are its planets. Armella. Rhino's great-grandfather first got life on the planet of Armella. He manages to get some human DNA and creates a new type of human being. However, there was a side effect that made that human have no arms.

When Rhino's great-grandfather got annoyed into think he failed, it was actually a success. Ah, yeah. He actually made a new being come to life despite having no arms. And he has enough DNA

and body samples to make one million humans. I forgot to bring the arm DNA. Not a single set of arms in there? Not even one? Not even one. So maybe on one side of the planet, it's just naked women with no arms. On the other side of the planet, it's just all the surplus arms. It's just piles of arms.

So exactly how much sperm did Great Grampy bring to this planet? He has enough DNA to make one million humans, so... So like a teaspoon? The planet of Armella's locals are armless, yet are based on human designs. When he made the one millionth female,

she not only was born with no arms, but she also has the ability to levitate objects without using her toes. That's Amy. Congratulations to our one millionth female! Levitating objects, you know, that's levitating objects

without using your toes. Normally you use your toes, Victor. Look, Mom, no arms or toes. They came to this planet for a three-month vacation. They got so addicted to them and thought their armlessness could use a bit of help from two pairs of arms from two visitors. Oh, okay, I get it.

Hey, you know what you guys need? Arms. Let me give you a hand. I saw the arms and were like, Dad, to the armed ones. It's the DeviantArt parody of the monorail episode. They say the people there never get stressed or annoyed.

Even if they did, rubbing their shoulder ends will calm them down. Ew. That's not... Okay. So, wow, they don't even have, like, upper arms. They don't know the meaning of cold, hot, fear, or even

anger if they never came to Earth for a visit. They're not even really human, which is something I really like. There's also the planet Legri. Rhino's grandpa also managed to do the same with legged people on a planet, which is

much closer to the Armella planet. He was going to do the boyed, but he decided all life will do with girls. They should team up and help each other, then. And then there's head- Oh, I wonder what that one's like.

It's a headless planet. Even one has a head detached from their bodies. Their weakness is, if they put their heads on their neck joints, they will get paralyzed, and in 20 seconds they will die.

So they're headless women, and if you give them a head, it will kill them? Yeah, it's a planet of headless women, and their weakness is they don't have heads. Well, no, if you put heads on their neck stumps, they will die. So it's like the opposite of beheading. No, they have heads, they're just not attached. Yeah, their heads

are detached. Oh, there's like a Dullahan? Is that what's going on here? It's like they carry them around like Futurama, their heads are detached. Oh, there's like a dolla hand? Is that what's going on here? It's like they carry them around like Futurama, like in the jars. Okay, okay, yeah. Volleyball team. And there's Mouthmuff. That's the mouthless planet.

Oh, so not the planet where they have vaginas for mouths. Yeah, this is the mouth. Not only do the people there have no mouth, but they have noinas for mouths. This is the mouth. Not only do the people there have no mouth, but they have no stomach as well. I wonder if they ever have to scream. Luckily, this doesn't weaken their immune system as the machine allows them to not eat at all.

They don't speak, but they like to get along with each other using sign language. Kind of like Phil from Madagascar. Yay! Your culture references are great. Because I don't think you know what sign language is. There's Ai-Ai.

I wonder what that one's like. It's the Eyeless Planet. Why did he name them after what they don't have? Because he's a cruel god. That's why our planet is called Humans with Wings-otopia. Yes. Despite that,

the people there are not blind at all. Instead, they can see perfected in an unknown place of themselves. Outside, visitors believed they can smell, hear, taste, and touch to fin their ways. It turns out it was more than that. Now on to ear mocks.

I wonder what that one's like. Well, let me tell you. It's an earless planet. Despite that, they can hear perfectly fine. Their only difficulty is that they can't understand other languages but English. So it's America. America. Yeah.

They are not immune to sonic it's America. American. Yeah. They are not immune to sonic effects, however. Cool! They can still get indigestion from those chili dogs. Nosely. Frank West. Thank you for asking. It's the noseless planet.

People there do no understand the meaning of smell, so they breathe through their ears. Is that how that works? They are even immune to super strong smells like stinky skunks. Oh, well, skunk skunk spray me now is not going to like that very much. So, Black Rhino Ranger, you've done a lot here on DeviantArt. Yeah, I thought of this two years ago. Yeah, you're definitely sort of a super user of DeviantArt.

Lots of different drawings and posts. But are you part of any groups? So, some of the groups I'm a part of. Devotees, less is more. Detached people, stop, pop, and roll is their motto. And then there's one that I'm very surprised to find myself a member of.

Armless lovers. And we're talking about armless girls here. Oh, thank God. It's just an MSP picture of tits with a shoulder next to it, and then there's, I guess, stink lines, or maybe it's screaming. Oh, it's the main character

of Trespasser. No more arm. So Frank West. That's me. That was really great hearing about that solar system, I guess. Because it wasn't just a planet. It was really good. The Amputa solar system. I guess? Because it wasn't just a planet. It was really good, the Amputa solar system.

I liked it. So now that we've got the setting and we're all horny, do you think, and we're going to need to do some tags here. I think we're definitely going to need to maybe skip around, do a little bit of tags. But will you tell me the sexy, sexy, sexy story called Life as an Amputee? I will. Oh, thank you. This is just chapter one, by the way. You'll have to

purchase the book to read the rest. That's fine. That's fine. I'll subscribe to your Patreon. This is just the 10% preview on Amazon. I've been tricked by that before. My name is Amputee. Love is good.

Yeah. This one goes out to all of you Who don't have arms Oh hey Your DeviantArt gallery is like I would expect Okay, going in I'm not Oh man, it's real special I'll

I'll miss you honey, he said Holding my hand, special. I'll miss you, honey, he said, holding my hand. I smiled. I'll miss you too. But you know, it's just for a few days. Are you sure you can take care of yourself? Yes, I can, he answered. I kissed him goodbye, then started to run to not miss the plane. You're right on the tarmac.

then started to run to not miss the plane. You're right on the tarmac. Grabbing onto the wheel as it's pulling up into the air. When I sat in my seat, I felt so bad. Even though just for a week I was going to be away from my husband. I hated that business trip. I put my earphone and opened up my iPod. Muse was playing.

Oh, boo! That's the thing Lemon finds gross. In that putte voice, I felt asleep. Felt asleep. That's what happens after you feel asleep. Uh-oh, the plane has started to move. When I tried to open my eyes, I realized I couldn't do it very well there was next to me she said the doctor she opened her eyes looking at me wow i heard doc wow and then just there is quotation marks somewhere in there too there's so much punctuation that I'm not sure where... And yet there's no spaces.

I heard Doctor's voice. Put some medicine, then. She should beat or be asleep until the operation ends. Victor? That's good advice. Put some medicine, Steph.

Put some medicine. Oh, shit, the medicine. People definitely beat her be asleep until the operation ends. Otherwise the noise is just fucking irritating. I thought, what operation, just for a moment. Then I fell to sleep again. When I completely opened my eyes, I felt so heavy.

I was probably high because of medicine, and I couldn't feel a thing in my entire body. Don't do medicine, kids. There was an oxygen mask in my mouth. All I could feel... The oxygen mask close to me. Your eyes?

Can you breathe? And then this is also a quote. I tried to nod my head, but I couldn't. There was a neck collar. I okay it with my eyes, and then they put the mask out. It was hard to breathe. Feel free to attack, by the way. I will read this whole thing. What happened, I tried to ask, but my mouth was so dry that I realized I wouldn't be able to say it.

I tried to say water instead. At first they couldn't get it. Then one of them says, I think she wants water. They looked at each other. This is so captivating. They looked at each other. Can she drink it? Asterisk. One ask. There's a footnote, I guess. Will it blend? There is no footnote, unfortunately. She lies. She cannot swallow it.

That was the Klingon nurse that said that. She lies. She cannot swallow it. She cannot swallow it. She can swallow it. Give me a pipe, she said. Then started to make me drink with a pipe. Like it's about a pipe?

This is the most weirdly equipped hospital I've ever seen. Then started to make me drink with a pipe. After a drunk and swallowed it all. Swallowed the whole drunk. Swallowed the whole drunk. Swallowed the whole drunk. What happened to me? Oh, sorry.

What happened to me? I ask with a very low voice. I knew there was an accident. That's the lowest I go, Lemon. I know, I know. I appreciate the effort. I knew there was an accident in the plane, but I didn't care about it. Somebody shit themselves in the plane.

This is unrelated. All I wanted to hear was my condition. I tried not to think the worst scenarios, such as paralysis. Nurses looked at each other again, couldn't say a thing. Tag. Then Doctor came in. Hello, Doctor. I knew his face, so I was in my

village after all. Doctor, what happened to me? Asked, trying to hold myself to not to cry. I cannot feel my body at all. Calm down, honey, he said. You had a plane accident. Don't you remember anything?

I woke up and I accidentally played Dr. Helping. Had a plane accident. It's a minor plane accident. No, I answered. I was sleeping. All right, he said. Here's the condition, honey, he said. Am I paralyzed? Maybe that was me that said that. I don the condition, honey, he said. Am I paralyzed?

Maybe that was me that said that. I don't know. I started to cry. You don't feel anything because of the morphine. You're not paralyzed. Then why did you use this much medicine on me, I asked. Just like a big bottle of medicine and just rubbing it on her body. Four liters, five liters, six liters.

Just pouring Pepto-Bismol all over her face and eyes. Chug, chug, chug. Well, they forgot it at first, so then they're like, shit, just pour it on. Forget it. We had to. You cannot bear that much pain. Honey, your body is badly crushed in the accident. Really badly. So,

we had to amputate some limbs. Then, just an errant quote, amputate? Question mark. Yes, your legs were crushed. There was no choice. Legs! My legs!

I won't be able to walk! My eyes were filled with tears again. Operation was successful. You won't die! We amputated them a little bit. Hi. A little? There are no stumps. So,

probably won't be able to walk. I sobbed. There was nothing I could do. I had lost my legs. Can I continue? Yes. This is a great bedside manner right here. Would you stop?

God! I'm describing how we amputated your limbs. Would you stop interrupting me? No, it gets worse! But he didn't wait for an answer and continued. What an asshole. Yeah, so one of your arms was crushed too.

At first we thought there was no need to amputate it, but injuries, well, we had to amputate it too. I think this doctor's making shit up. And, and, your right arm was burned, so we amputated it too. What the fuck? Is that how you solve burn? He's just, like, holding a bone saw behind his back.

He just wanted to try it out. He was just... Couldn't wait. Doctor, no, that one's just burned. Oh, but it looks so gross. I've got the scalpel right here. I'm sorry, honey, but you know know life goes on

What did I do? I thought To receive that punishment I must have done really terrible things But I knew I didn't I couldn't feel a thing Not in my body, not in my mind The woman hates herself, that makes it even better Flow of thought stopped in my mind

I amputated her throat I don't see my body, I said Isn't it a jar? They stopped for a moment in my mind. I don't see my body, I said. Isn't it a jar? They stopped for a moment. Then, if you want it so much, doctor said. He licks an orange juice in a pile in the room. One of the nurses put my neck collar. Other one

lifted the blanket on me. They put a huge mirror at the end of my bed. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and then looked at my crushed body. There was no limbs, no legs, no arms. I looked like a bug. And there was a cast on my body. What's this cast for?

I asked. They transferred you here. And dosters in the accident place thought that some of the ribs are broken. In the accident place. Yeah. So let me repeat that one more time, because I need you to understand your prognosis here. And dosers in the accident place thought that some of the ribs are broken.

I don't think I trust this. I wanted to amputate the ribs too, but they physically restrained me at that point. But they're okay. We're going to take it off soon. How many days passed since the accident? I asked. I was very calm, just like talking about another person's accident

and another person's life. It had been two weeks, I think. He said, you know, I'm a little burr busy. I'll come back, okay? Doctor said and then left the room. Just revving a chainsaw. I got something else I need to see. I just have a cold.

That nose has got to go. We should take the cast off, blonde nurse said. On mine it says we should take the cath off. You're absolutely right. It wasn't cast. It wasn't cast. You're absolutely right. She did not say we should take the cast off.

She said we should take the cath off. Ouch. No, I think it's a cath. Is that a catheter? I think is what they're talking about. I would assume, but I don't know what off means. Then I looked in the mirror again. I mean, they forgot the medicine.

I don't think these people. Yeah, this is a universe in which you put oxygen masks in people's mouths. Well, let me explain. So maybe you just put catheters on people. Well, actually, I got it right now. So I looked at the mirror again, because you want to know, like, all of the physiology, right? Mm-hmm. Solved right here.

I looked at the mirror again. There was a little pipe in my pussy, I think. Like throwing smoke rings? I mean, without her arm, she's never going to be able to do a pussy pipe and handstand. Oh! Nurse took off my pants. I was so embarrassed and took off the calf. Ouch, I said.

It hurt. It was then that I started to feel my body. We put a calf in you because of the cast. It was hard to put you in diapers. But it would have been great if we could. Was that when they put off the cast, it will be better, she said, smiling. Put my pants back and put on the

blanket again, remove the mirror. I wanted to sleep, but I couldn't. I tried to realize the situation. I was an amputee, and I had to live with that. I had some money, but not much. If I could back to my mother's house, I would be just

trouble for her. And staying in the house with my husband was out of the option. I didn't want to ruin his life. What? It is important to consider the man in this situation. There's nobody to take care of me. I'm not going to live with anybody. Can I come in?

When I heard his voice, I felt so bad. A few moments later, he was inside. He closed the door and walked next to me. His eyes looked terrible. His face was... I was like he aged ten years in two weeks. That is

the sentence. His face was... I was like he aged 10 years in two weeks. How are you feeling? He asked. I'm fine. I lied. He kissed me on the cheek and whisperick.

Everything's going to be all right. I mean, as long as you don't stay with me in my house or anything. Gross. I smiled with the tears in my eyes. I hope so, I thought. End of chapter! It's like a lost episode of Westworld. I like the first comment on here.

What's the first comment? The grammar needs a lot of work. They got four chapters into this. There's another one. The other one your name uber chow says work on your grammar more just saying and then you got banned and then i said thank you grammar nazi dick maybe well considering the way he writes he might that might be legit link thank you grammar you, grammar! Oh no, Nazi!

Alright, so this is one more story. It's much shorter, much, much shorter than the previous one. But Victor, Victor, this story is called Mirror. Mirror! Yeah, yeah, you'll be my mirror. And why don't you take this, please? Alright.

I am Black Speed K. Cool, I'm gonna look at the your deviant art gallery i'm sure i already see it on the side pencil drawings of fat dudes and tidy whities with no arms or legs uh yeah but like all right sort of lizard penises too oh are there Are there? Hey. I maneuvered my wheelchair so I was facing the mirror. A young man, about 20, looked back at me. He was very attractive, with long, straight hair, piercing gray eyes, and a mischievous, crooked smile. The Grinch. It's the Grinch.

He sat comfortably in a high-tech power wheelchair, fitted with a chin control so he didn't have to use hands. He couldn't control it by hand if he wanted, because he didn't have hands. That would do it. He was naked, so the extent of the damage was plain to see. His arms, both of them, were totally gone, right up to his shoulders. They were lightly scarred, concave beneath the shoulder bow okay the shoulder bone yes beneath the shoulder bone the bone that makes up the shoulder yes looking further down past his well-toned abs i could see he didn't have any legs either. Just like with his arms, his legs ended at his hips,

or more correctly, didn't extend one inch from his thin, athletic torso. He was devastatingly handsome and in good shape despite his disability. In the center of the base of his body, the space between

where his legs used to be, was his cock. Ah, yes. Oh, I wonder why that part hasn't also been cut off. That's where I would have guessed it was, too. It didn't migrate. He wasn't from Count Cockula Planet, or whatever it was called.

The planet of cock-havers. It was thick, yet only semi-hard, laying flat on the seat of the wheelchair. As I watched, it slowly grew thicker, longer and harder, raising up from the cushion until it stood upright. A drop of pre-cum leaked out,

and it was clear he wasn't going to be able to take care of this on his own. The internet's favorite fluid. The pre-cum leaked out and it was clear he wasn't going to be able to take care of this on his own. The internet's favorite fluid. The precum. Come on down to the precum warehouse. What could have happened to him, still so young, that took his limbs?

He smiled, fleetingly. I slowly turned my chair around. In the mirror he turned with me he objectified himself in the story i guess is well that was nice of him to do that yeah it's convenient back in the bedroom my partner was still asleep this was my first day back home again after the surgery the hospital stay and the rehab he'd been working tirelessly on our house to make it as accessible for me as possible,

so it didn't bother me that he was sleeping in. I couldn't thank him enough for the work he's done. When I woke up, I was able to get into my wheelchair on my own, since the bed level is the same as the seat on my chair. Still having trouble picturing it.

Did he roll? Maybe he got good and bounced on the bed a couple times. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. A little momentum. That's all you need. It took me forever. Having no stumps makes that sort of thing really difficult, but at least I can do it if I have to.

Now that I'd had those moments alone with myself, I was ready for him to wake up. I moved my wheelchair right up to the edge of the bed and tediously inched my butt forward, and my upper body slid slowly down until I was laying half on the bed and half on my chair. After that, it was just a matter of scooting across the bed. Difficult, but easier than the near-impossible task of getting back into my chair. I cuddled up against him, glad to be back home, where things could finally go back to

normal. Well, the new normal, now that I'm a quadruple amputee. Yay! The end. My name's GeminiBoy69. What inspired you to write this? I'm a jerk! I'm a jerk!

I'm a jerk! You only have to answer if the answer isn't boners. Is pre-cum an answer? It's always an answer. It's the answer. So, uh, Portax, I have one question. There's only two words to my question. I just have one question to ask you.

And my question is... Amputechurch? Amputechurch. My name is Gamera1985, and I have drawn a picture of anime nun women with ginormous gazongas, and that's really all they have to their person. Yep, yep, yep. They are lined up on a table that's highly reflective, and they're all kind of...

Some of them look a little confused. One of them looks very confident in herself. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Rest assured, they are only the heads and the tits. Some of them are bothered by just being just tits and a head, but, like, some of them are pretty happy about it. Yep. So, that's cool.

I think the... No, the boobs aren't copy-pasted. They were lovingly rendered one by one. Yep. So, that's cool. I think the boobs... No, the boobs aren't copy-pasted. They were lovingly rendered one by one. Anyway, amp you, church! Thou shalt remove thy limbs, for they shall go to the immobile. Thou shalt not bear children, for they shall go to the best pairs.

Best? Thou shalt retain thy bosom, Best. They pledged their vows to God and are now dedicating their life to prayers. They shall be helped by other sisters who haven't made their oath yet. Yet, yet, yet. It's going to happen. It's going to happen. They're part of an obscure religious order of enclosed nuns who dedicate their life to prayers only. who dedicate their life to prayers only. They are quite extreme in their oath,

leading them to lose most of their bodies when they enter the Order. For ages it was famous for welcoming unwanted women from noble families to impede a division of the House Lands. Such a crazy idea. I first started by drawing one of them, and then another, and then another, and I ended up with rows of them. Now I had to find an excuse to explain it, and I could only think about religious order. It's like somebody's writing all this down on a clipboard while listening through the slit in the door. I love that this fucker needs to put lore behind this. Why does this give me a boner?

There must be a reason. Notebooks, notebooks, notebooks. Members of this community do seem to like putting lore behind their fetish. Why are you drawing so many amputated nuns? Oh, there's a reason for that. I don't have an excuse for these nuns. Well, sit right down. I'll tell you a tale.

My name is Daniel Lustradian One. I'm a professional digital artist. I do love the amputated girls in the picture over there. They must be amputated nuns. You know that I do have many fetishes, including feet, legs, amputees, fembots, SWBs, hemis, elastic women, and everything else of the like, and that makes me really interesting, and one cool dude. In addition, I also

like Sally the Hand, along with her sister, who is a foot. But I wish that you can draw them for me, if you get a chance though. By the way, my birthday is November 21st, and I wish that... What do you want for your birthday? Well, I'll tell you.

I wish that you can be able to draw something really cool for my birthday, though. I'll be 32 years old this year. I very much so appreciate it, though. That was like a verbal tick for him. It might have been, though. Oh, and I said something in really small text. I do love feet. I think you whispered that.

I do love feet. That's my whispering voice. Cesarla, looking here at some of these other artists uh here's one by the name of ascilion and ascilion um has a drawing of uh unlucky tori um can you uh can you briefly briefly describe what's going on in the drawing of unlucky tori let me see do you want me to like to just describe it on my own or like it own? Yeah, if you can just describe what's going on in the picture. Take the people on the emotional journey that you're on right now. Let's see.

Well, first we have what looks like a couch that I got stolen from Google Images and put through a filter. Yeah, but you know, yeah, exactly. Mosaic that shit and now it's yours. Yeah, there's an anime girl sitting on it and I think she has some kind of form of headgear, dental headgear. And she has some kind of metal plating on her neck, on one side of her neck, that goes into her shirt. She's missing her left arm, and her right arm has a claw hand. That's pretty hot. She's missing her left leg from the knee down, which

has some kind of pink peg leg kind of thing looking on. I don't know if that's an actual prosthetic or not. So like a bunch of stirrups and complicated... She looks uncomfortable, I guess is the headline. All these prosthetics, I guess. A lot of colors.

The headline. All these prosthetics don't match. But is she saying anything? She's saying, please don't stare at me like that. I'm not a monster. She's also wearing a high heel. Just one.

She's going out of the town. That's important. Guys, have you noticed that there might be this running theme of the girls being like Unhappy and like dependent Is anyone else noticing this? Am I the only one noticing this? Oh no, I think you're probably just reading into it Look, it's just a bunch of like

Just a bunch of nuns that are just heads and tits They're just sort of helpless But like, yeah, I mean that doesn't have anything to do. I don't think there's a larger theme there. No, why would there be? Fetches don't do that. Mm-mm, mm-mm. They would never.

I think she's got a bag on her. And then a description there? Okay, let's see. Please meet a new character, Unlucky. Tori Unlucky in quotation marks. This poor girl has really no luck. She was born with a limp leg and always had to wear her leg brace. Later, at school, she was diagnosticized scoliosis.

Oh, that's damaging. You hate to see that happen to somebody. And received a Milwaukee brace. Because of the rigidity of the brace added to her leg brace, she stumbled under the school bus. That's how she lost her arm, hand, and foot. The school bus. Yeah, just the school bus. Ironically, her life and her right leg were saved by the braces.

And now, sometimes later, maybe because of the pressure of the Milwaukee, her dentist told she has deformed teeth and has to wear these heavy headgear for some time. Okay, okay. You've explained like a fifth of the shit that you've got in her body right now. She's just unlucky. Those quotation marks around unlucky are really sinister. They are. I mean, like, since it's a character, he literally did it to her, but I feel like this was a person

who'd still do that to people. My name is Vulcan Knight. One of your most interesting characters. I like that this girl has many aspects who represent who is the different beauty.

The headgear, amputations, hook, the limp leg, and all the braces. Ah. Just excellent. And Brandy. He was, uh, he looks down at the snifter, Brand he's just swirling it in his hand.

Another good day on DeviantArt. Just excellent. Just puts the picture in his portfolio. Oh, Jesus. Oh, some of these pictures are just super bummers. You know what? Let's do another one from, uh, Exilion, because Exilion seems like a really fun, insane human being.

Frank West, this is Rehabilitation Program 5. You want to tell me a little bit about it? Okay. So, oh, boy. How much time you got left? Two goth lolitas with a bunch of metal shit all over them. That's accurate.

What if Final Fantasy characters didn't have access to the cure spell? She has, like, she has padlocks Yeah, it's a mouth Cassidy belt And someone

Cut her mouth off And they had to reattach Isn't that hot? Isn't that hot? It's so hot Her mouth fell off and she just didn't have a hole anymore Like like a Looney Tunes cartoon, so they had to attach it back on. It got spun around behind her head and she had to readjust it. The third girl is late for the meeting.

Please meet Danny. Danny mastered the art of spying people, following them during days without being seen, and using what she learned to blackmail those who have something to hide or to hustle the others. The rehabilitation

program decided with only one leg to walk on and only one arm to grab a crutch, she wouldn't be able to continue her bad activities. But during the first months, she showed so little compliance with the program that her case was reviewed, and now she has to wear this heavy metal boot

really impairing and slowing her walk and this metal guy. Is that what rehabilitation is? Is that what that is? I just want to slow people down, make them more uncomfortable. And it's like a metal boot that's also a high heel. Is that

prescription high heel? Well, you wouldn't want a non-slutty metal boot. Maybe they ran out of stock and they were just like, the only thing we could find was the fetish shop down the street had like a spare metal boot. You think this metal boot's gonna inconvenience her? My grandmother could walk on this boot.

Raise the heels. Come on. It's the planet of nothing but stripper heels. And this metal gag preventing her to talk in order to punish her and protect other people from her bad habits until she saw more cooperation. This is creepy. This guy a creepy boy.

And then, Zarla, your name is... There's this exchange in the comments where somebody goes, if only she'd cooperate. And then the person goes, perhaps cooperation isn't in the itinerary. 2 p.m. cooperation. And then, Zarly, your name is Master Burkant.

You are excellent. Maybe you can turn begins the story about Danny's bad habit. Yeah, maybe. Maybe you can. And then a minute later, he replies to himself with, it will be glorious. If you don't include enough lore behind your fetish drawings,

people prompt you to include more lore. Is this like a CinemaSins thing, where it's like... It will be glorious. Yeah, in this scene, she's wearing this little amputee hook, but they didn't explain where it came from. Ding! Fetish porn soons.

Could you write a story about before when she lost her leg? No, why would I do that? people posting their lore-filled stories, and then other people commenting on them. There's a very long one where Jarek UK has an exchange about his particular porn and spends, I don't know, five pages explaining the backstory of his headless, armless woman. And that's fun, dear. Explaining the backstory of his headless, armless woman.

And that's fun. That is fun. That is a fun thing. We do have fun. We have fun here. But we're going to move on to this thing here, which is the devious journal entry. Just a little open discussion, I think, that we can have here to sort of learn a little bit about us. So my name is Mokina Amputada.

What a wonderful phrase. And if you could become an amputee, what kind of amputee would you want to become? Why is it capitalized? And Victor, start that off with Downtown 21, please. The Mocena Amputata is the part of the brain that makes you attracted to the shit. Well, I know how to

fix it, then. No, the only way to fix it is to cut it out. Oh, God. They won. They'll play their game. And Victor, your name is Downtown21. I wish I could be completely limbless.

No arms or legs at all. Not even stumps. Ideally, not even shoulders or hips. Yeah, you gotta want it bad enough, man. My response to that is, Wow! Wow, you're crazy uh poor tax poor text is user 2525200 i'm sorry your response to that is wow oh you're absolutely right i'm so glad you're here thank you so much

thank you for being here uh poor tax your name is user 25252000, and do you have any opinions on what I just said here? Interesting question! I'm in my case, it's an attraction towards amputee women and not a desire that I've ever had for myself. Oh, God, no, not me being helpless, no. But I do find the desire absolutely fascinating, in that the two have very much in common. The only real difference being, it's something I'm attracted to in another person,

and something the other person desires for themselves. I've managed to fulfill this attraction perfectly in the person of my lovely wife, who's missing a leg and an arm near the hip and the shoulder on her left side, and she also finds the wannabe desire to be incredibly fascinating as well as complimentary

in terms of someone wanting to be like her. She's also fictional. Crap, that was some word salad. I made that up, by the way. She's definitely a real doll. User 2525 has figured out that there is a correlation between amputee fetish and amputee fetish.

There's a similarity there that he's noticed. My favorite attraction has always been that totally one-legged look with a single leg disarticulated completely from the hip or an extremely high AK amputation.

I'm so sorry, Espawn. We're gonna have to take this from you for me. It's a simple visual thing that I just love the look. The unique look of body symmetry is a wonderfully and uncommonly beautiful thing to me, and it seems like more of one leg that's missing, the

more uniquely and exquisitely beautiful the remaining leg becomes. Cool. There's also certain erotic aspects to this. You don't say. Really?

Yes, indeed. Which generally are more readily apparent to women than they are to men. Smiley face? Don't know what that means. In the case of my lovely wife, the extra lack of body symmetry contributed by the arm amputation. The extra lack. Yes, by the arm amputation compliments this very nicely as well.

I really hope I'm not the one chopping her limbs off. That would suck. She's just a Barbie. She's popping the arms off. Have also noticed through the years that the more attraction there is to the actual disability aspect of the amputations, the more the person typically wants to lose or is attracted to, respectively. Anyway, fascinating topic. Yeah, fascinating topic.

Everyone gives you guys boners, huh? Is it amputations? What are you guys into? Want to get amputated? Here's five paragraphs about it. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Well, anyway, to that I say, well, yes, many of my drawings represents my wishes somehow. And Portex, you have more.

Oh, of course. It sounds wonderful and such beautiful representations of an interesting dream which no normal person will understand. Then the definition of a normal person is someone who is absolutely terrified of having to think and needs to be told what to think and do. Oh, God, we're in the 1990s. This is a fetish essay here. You laugh because I'm different. It really was just that old school style 90's

fetish essay And then Frank West You got a response there from Ya Geek Or maybe the young adult geek It's ya geek Hey it's ya geek Smash that like comment subscribe Hey gamers. Hey, it's your Geek. Smash that like, comment, subscribe.

Hey gamers, what's up? It's your Geek here, checking out DeviantArt today. Here we go. If I had to choose between different variants of amputation, I would choose to be an OOE above knee amputee. A right hand and a left leg.

Thank you very much for the donation, AmputeeSweetLovers85. Thank you very much for the donation, amputee sweet lovers 85. Thank you so much. Three months. Amazing. But I praise a tay at the almighty genetical... Genetical lottery. I didn't parse that word for it, read it. The almighty genetical lottery

that I don't have neither B.I.I.D. nor G.I.D. God, it would be so nice to be a female amputee, though. And then my amputee again. Sorry, did not understand what I meant.

Communication is hard on this committee. They ironically are missing a lot of letters. It's part of it. They write it normally and then they go back and amputate all the letters out of it.

Every backspace gives them a come. The chopping stuff off. I meant I would like to become an R-A-E-L-A-K or L-H-HD amputee. Excellent, yeah. The limbless girl just says, quad sex slave! One person responds with DHD and then stealth.

What? What is it? A stealth amputee? Yeah, like a ninja amputee. Ooh, that would be pretty cool, though. Maybe it's like one of those things where if you wear pants over it, you can't tell that it's a false leg below the knee. Oh, yeah, yeah, maybe. So, Victor, can you please tell me about the ultimate diet plan?

I would love to. This is also from user 25252000. We're just gonna eat pre-cum. That is the ultimate diet plan. Can't go wrong. Cheetos and pre-cum. Until they make pre-cum flavored Cheetos.

Someone's been dipping into my cookbook. Alright. Here's the ultimate diet plan. For everyone's information, my beautiful My cookbook? All right. Here's the ultimate diet plan. For everyone's information, my beautiful asymmetrical wife loves to eat. I do most of the cooking here, which is something I've always enjoyed, and the reward is the wonderful look of pleasure on her face when she's enjoying what I've made for her

and she's always bragging that she has her own personal chef. At home, she eats pretty much normally, but when I take her to a buffet in the city, she can literally eat one half her own body volume in one sitting, not explode. I don't believe you.

She's a gulper eel, though. You didn't know that. Exactly how much has she been amputated, I guess, would be me. She's just hiding the extra food in her leg. In her fake leg. You're eating like you got a hollow leg there. We're talking five big heaping plates of food.

Okay, so her body weight is as much as ten plates of food. Well, she's had a lot amputated. It defies all explanation. She could do it for a circus act. People would pay money to watch. I definitely finished. I imagined my wife in a circus act.

In a freak show. I can combine with the clown fetish this guy obviously also has. Definitely don't do that. I generally end up tipping the price of an extra meal because i feel guilty that she ate so much lol christ then we come home and she just burns off all the calories hopping around on her single leg in a couple of hours and always stays 90 pounds slash 40 kilograms lol that's That's a lie. It's a real woman.

No, no, no, the hopping. The hopping. That's why all of the Taibo places recommend hopping. When people ask her how she stays so thin and beautiful, she gets this mischievous grin on her face, laughs, and says, Oh, that's so simple. Just amputate a leg. That joke doesn't work. The better setup would be, how do you lose weight so easily?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. How do you stay thin? How do you stay at the same weight? It's not a joke. It's the hopping around. Zarla, is it true that you're going for a really big combo? Let me see. It could be.

It could be. I think it is. I think that you're going for a really big combo. Do you want the extra information with this entry? I want the extra information. Of course I do. Yes, please. All right.

I'm listening to OSTs, anime music, rock, pop, J-pop, and electro. I'm reading Naruto Shippuden manga. I'm watching Yu-Gi-Oh! Zexal and Naruto Shippuden. I'm playing Toho, Pokemon Platinum, Digimon World DS. I'm eating snacks at 100%. Yeah! Max snacks. That's my name. Maxed. And drinking water snacks. Max snacks.

Drinking water in great amounts lately. So, hello to everyone. The main reason because I became so late for Uplay Artworks is because some months ago I gained a job. Yeah, in that friggin' contact center job. And that job is squeezing great part of my free time. Sub. Sub.

But the good thing is that I'm doing a very big combo of new characters during all those months. There are a hundred new characters. It's not a joke. It's a hundred characters. This truly is ultimate. Some new fusions and evolutions. Everyone's here. Everyone's here.

And a lot of strange ideas. Bring them in, boys! Not all of all of everyone And a lot of strange ideas. Bring them in, boys. Not all of all of everyone. A lot of strange ideas. For example, a pot girl, a living organs girl, a quad amputee girl reconstructed with a very strange new body, some amputee conjoined twins, a girl with a very deformed face, and some paraplegic and quadriplegic characters. That's spelled properly, I notice. And of course, the traditional amputee characters.

Coming soon in your neighborhood! Wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah- Yeah, so Vulcan Knight there did exactly as he promised, which was to draw a whole bunch of really, really awful, awful amputee drawings and not ever get better as an artist. To just draw nothing but female bodies and never figure out how an arm works. Well, if you're drawing amputees, you don't have never figure out how an arm works. Well, if you're drawing amputees, you don't have to figure out how an arm works. Yeah, the less practice you get drawing. DeviantArt has a system where if it detects that you've gotten better at drawing, you get banned. Oh, okay.

You graduate from DeviantArt. You're not welcome here anymore. I want to take this shit to Tumblr. Mr. Big Shot. Coming down to the end here, but I think Isfahan, I'll let you choose here.

Yeah, they're all really good. So here's an option. This is a question. It's a question titled A Double Question to the Artists. It's a

conversation there. The other thread is called Making Her Mouthless. Oh no. That's tough. It sure is, yep. Like, double questions, like two for the price of one, but

Making Her Mouthless, I feel like there's going to be some existential questions in there. Yeah, so Making Her Mouthless is just an absolutely bullshit piece of art. Just real boring, dumb art with three or four seconds of the Photoshop blur effect. It's just a picture of two girls from a porno, and they just smudge out the mouth.

Yeah, this is Babby's first healing brush Photoshop job here. Yep. So, yeah, it's a photo there's two women the woman in the front is nude and probably the woman in the back the woman in the back is reaching underneath the woman in the front's arms and and uh obscuring her breasts like janet jackson style and the woman in the front has for some reason the whites of her eyes have been brightened extremely and

her mouth is gone. It's been photoshopped out with the healing brush tool. Oh, it's so that they could paste in new irises so she looks surprised. Oh, okay. Oh, but she also

kind of has a lazy eye on that side. It does. The sultry, seductive look that she originally had probably isn't going to work for this. So yeah, they photoshopped her completely new eyes. Can someone make an account where all they do is add the mouse back in, but it's like a clutch cargo

type thing where it's like, oh, she's missing her mouth, I fixed it. Why don't, do you think there's, I guess there probably is a lot of mouthless photos on DeviantArt. Search for it, see how many results you get. Well, I mean, this guy's gallery, presumably. But anyway, tell

me a little bit about your art here. I like there's sparkles on it, too. Yeah. Blingy. My name is String Change, and this piece is called Making Her Mouthless. Oh, dear. Rebecca had frozen Mindy and was in the process of initiating her ruin. The black market agent Pink leaked into the room. Mindy's eyes grew in panic as she tried to look down and see what was happening

her mouth had sealed up she felt a little bit of fortune in that it was still a mouth when it sealed the rest of her was sealing as well her hands had grown together to her privates her nose would be closed in seconds

and then she would die because she would be able to breathe actually uh you know uh so to that to that uh to that point uh my name is closed in seconds. And then she would die because she would be able to breathe. Actually, you know, to that point, my name is PC Zelda. I'm a digital artist. String Chase, I have a question for you. So, she's going to die. She won't even be able to breathe?

Oh, I'm sorry. No, she won't die since she's a shapeshifter and she's basically immortal. I could have sworn I included that in the original description. Oh, don't worry, there's plenty of description in this comic. Gamps won't die. Headless quads reduced to nothing but ass. They are what they are, no matter the shape. To naught but ass.

To naught but ass. They are what they are, no matter the shape. But the shape can become a prison, and that's how the ladies of tomorrow roll. Big on blaming others and locking people up. I'm still working on explaining all this, this being my issues, but here's

the gist. Are you talking to a therapist? It's discovered women have two brains. One in their head and one in their ass am I right guys? oh high five women are always thinking with their ass

outdated concepts of dinosaurs also women if these two brains are allowed to align their body undergoes a permanent shift it becomes like mystic or Mr. Fantastic, really. It's now made of totally particles

that can change shape. You know, thank you, because every time I try to explain that to Portak, she says I'm an idiot. Well, you didn't use the right accent. Okay. That would have got me. Had nobody taken an x-ray of a lady's ass before?

You do that, you can't have any more kids. These guys are also really big on infertility for some reason. It's kind of weird. So, you aren't exactly human. You no longer eat or shit. So it's great, but there are issues. Yeah, I would imagine. One is men's semen is the fuel that can give the best result for transformation.

Oh, good. There's a lot of bad side effects on how it became legal to become a shapeshifter. But if there's a man around, they could hook up and get fixed. That didn't last long, though. God, I'm crazy. Before long,

no more babies were being born and the party was over. This is just extra speech. I've sort of noticed every time you reach for this specific voice, your guy ends up being a fucking nut. Yeah. Competition became stringent and they were on the same path as we are now. Fewer and fewer resources and bigger and bigger problems.

So there are two groups. The Johnson family is the good guys. This is a concept I borrowed from William S. Burroughs. What? I'm one of those people where I'm morally better than William S. Burroughs. No. A Johnson honors his obligations,

his word is good, and he is a good man to do business with. A Johnson minds his obligations, his word is good, and he is a good man to do business with. A Johnson minds his own business. Not this one. He is not a snoopy, self-righteous troublemaking person. A Johnson will give help when help is needed. He will not stand by while someone is drowning or

trapped under a burning car. So the other side is the shits, again from Burroughs. The mark of a basic shit is that he has to be right. If the right to mind one's own business is recognized, the whole shit disposition is untenable and hell hath no vociferous

fury than an endangered parasite. Keep in mind I'm talking about describing my fetish Photoshop. Yeah, this is still about Mouthless Woman Picture. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Fetish Mless woman picture. So the shits are causing the problems.

Leaning on everyone with a boot we can't quite see. Oh, you're bimbo acting up again? Too bad. Being a bimbo is illegal. That kind of shit. With the men gone, it's a disaster. Is this guy complaining about the state of society in his fictional world? You tell me.

I don't know. You can't track this at all. I'm really trying to figure it out. I have reached the sandwich board stage of my image description. So buckle up. Nobody takes my pamphlets.

And it's going to keep them from exploring space. What? Society's built on celebrating shitheads cannot explore space. It's against the law. So they will rot and strangle themselves unless something intervenes. Luckily, the Johnson family has agents all over. Since they are not wound round and round in being shitheads, they can think and learn and pass things down more than a half a generation.

Our multiverse and the string changechange universe will be able to correspond and ideally we'll be able to help. We'll be able to help undo some side effects for select Johnsons we find on our website. Don't deserve to be shrunk and jailed and ruined. Using us as a secret backup plan we'll be able to dial the Johnsons to turn their whole way of life around and help put down the

shit virus so that they can explore space. And explore space they will. For a hundred thousand years they expand and prosper as the shit virus lays dormant and flares back up in a huge blast of fresh depth and superstitions. But again, the Johnson family knew the shit virus wasn't dead yet so far, far in the future, the final battle

is yet to be won. Or something like that. I'm chomping at the bit so to start filming something keep it simple, like a shrink or a bimbo. But that's a basic theory. It's kind of why nothing makes sense. We're looking at a very long timeline and I'm jumping all around.

Well, is that why nothing makes sense? Perhaps to my detriment. But that's the only way I can come up with something to write for these things. Outline. One, shapeshifting discovered. Two, no more men. Three, Johnson family beats the shits in 2030. Four, the shit virus returns 100,000 years later.

Deep space exploration and the success had been found, etc. From there, you could go literally anywhere. Oh my god, you have a website. I believe it. www.stringchange.com And you know how this person is crazy? Because they replied to this post by themselves twice. Oh, hidden by commenter. No, they replied to something else that they decided to

hide. Oh, I see it now, yeah. Hidden by commenter. Which is the deviant art way of saying, never mind. That's the deviant art way of backing away slowly. Closing the door behind you. Vortex, you had one last

favorite thing you wanted to share? I mean, this is just a picture and a description, and we got some comments here, but this is pretty much, you're wondering where this is all headed, what's the endgame here? I sure am. Where does this end? I have been. Yes, please. Let's just show you Ruth.

Ruth dances. Ruth's a pretty girl. Tell me about it. Tell me about Ruth dancing. I'm Jarek Uck. That's me about it. Tell me about Ruth dancing. I'm Jarek Uck. That's me. Yeah. Now there may be some people who are a bit skeptical about a limbless, headless dancer.

But even after the last picture of Ruth sitting so comfortably in her ballerina costume, Anne might think that the brief description underneath the picture was fanciful in its hint of a performance that ruth might give once the music starts so this is a it looks like one of those enemies from marble madness it looks like a silent hill yeah the thing that yeah the the slinky that eats your marble yeah yeah like a like like it'll eat she'll eat your shield look out She'll eat your shield, look out Except they're wearing like a yellow leotard Yeah Sorry, I just saw the first picture That he drew of her Now it's distracting me a bit

Yeah, the ballerina Where it's the same torso But in a tutu Anyway This is one of my This is my favorite of all the costumes She wears during the show Which is a single yellow

Leotard that says this way up Only it's an arrow pointing Both directions And it's my favorite Routine too someone maybe Ruth Herself who knows must have Remarked on the fact that a limbless torso With the head also gone is almost vertically symmetrical.

That's true, because shoulders and hips are the same thing. When I'm done with them. Ruth was me. It would look pretty much the same whether she was the right way up or upside down. There's a great routine in that. Yeah, because breasts are also on your navel. I took those off, too. It's a great routine in that. Yep, because breasts are also on your navel. I took those off too. It's fine. Okay, cool.

Although, I think her costume has a vagina cut into it? I'm not sure what that slit is. That's fine. There's a great routine in that, and Ruth's got the moves and a sense of humor. So it's all that's needed to get the leotard

made that's cut the same the top and the bottom. Only Ruth could possibly wear it or make it work. The music starts up. It's Ottawa's 1979 hit, Disco. And she begins to rock from side to side, building up momentum

and remove a graceful punctuation to the bass-heavy beat. She sways and bounces, twists and hops. The vocals of the song come in and the audience whoops in delight as they realize the words are subtly changed. She is torso. She is T, a torso. She is O, outstanding. She is R, remarkable. She is S, stupendous. She is O, O, O, O, O, O, outstanding. She is R, remarkable. She is S, stupendous.

She is O, O, O, O. Oh, I hate it. I love it. I fuck it. Ruth starts to twist. I'm surprised it was a song parody all along. Yeah. Ruth starts to twist.

You didn't hate this enough, did you? Because here's Flick. Bend herself further with every rock of her hips, her balance poised on the edge of disaster, only the constant movements keeping her upright. And then she flings herself backwards into a sinuous arch of movement,

her hips leaving the ground a fraction of a second before the top of her torso hits the floor. Momentum carries her over, and suddenly she's standing on her torso top of her torso hits the floor. Momentum carries her over and suddenly she's standing on her torso top, her hips in the air, where her shoulder slopes were a moment

ago and she carries on dancing upside down. The audience goes wild. She's a formless mass of skin. You can't tell top from bottom and also it moves around. It wiggles. The audience goes wild and Ruth continues on with the routine, a sinuous little pillar of muscle moving ecstatically to the disco pulse every now and then flipping end to end as the music builds, but never missing a beat.

It's kind of like if you just tossed a pillow, I guess, around. I don't know. There's an alternative version of this picture, my scrapbook, which reveals a bit more. As well as a couple of variations on a white background. Enjoy! Oh, boy. Don't click that link. Don't you click that one.

Yeah, it's the same thing, except for just with nipples and pubes. And there's a lot of comments. There sure are a lot of comments. Sure are a lot of comments. F+, what did we learn from any of this? One thing that's happening here, I've seen it happen in other fetish communities, but I think there's literally three different fetishes. There's like the

people who are like into what real amputees look like, like that guy who loves his wife. And there's the people who want to be like fantastically weird body shapes like whatever that thing we just read was yeah there's definitely like the Cronenberg body or there's like the super creeps who just really like seeing women who are in situations of dependency yeah and like those are the worst but like all of them can jerk off to the same image so they all hang together? It's a great message of unity, Frank!

It makes them come together. We're having a group group! Congratulations, DeviantArt! There's something that has been going on forever in this stuff. It's just weird fetish people in general. It's almost insulting how they keep using words

like fascinating, interesting, I just think it's almost insulting how they keep using words like fascinating interesting you know i just think it's neat like really are you like obviously placeholder words yeah can you draw me like a lady that has all of her limbs in her head and her tits cut off i just think it's neat no come on if you want to say hey draw my fetish shit, and they say no, that's fine. But, you know, I just think it's neat for some reason. It's just interesting. Cool. I think there's a really weird juxtaposition, especially with this Ruth thing here, where you have this obviously dehumanizing, objectifying thing where you take a woman's body and literally just make her like a torso, nothing else.

And yet this guy's really insistent that this is actually a really beautiful woman who's really talented and she's really deep about it it's like really feminist and they have all this lore for all these characters that like they're trying to convince somebody that they're not seeing these pieces of meat and it's like who are you trying to fool yourself literally yeah literally looks like a piece of me like the other pervs like who are you doing this for you literally couldn't objectify a person it's like maybe they're in denial it's just like what are they what's the lore for it just is yeah yeah yeah yeah i mean my first drawing was i was trying to convince people that

it was a uh it was a literal just vagina with a USDA stamp on it. That vagina has a backstory. That's a life and dreams. It has 90 pages of backstory. It deserves to show off. On the string change thing too,

with that guy, as somebody that, again, I like Brett A. Snellis as a writer. But, like, if you want to, like, read Hunter S. Thompson and, you know, Brett A. Snellis and Chuck Palahniuk, like, go ahead. Also read something else. It's not, don't let that be your diet. Don't let that be your entire diet because it's fucking obvious from space that that's your entire diet. It's so obvious from space, even the Amputa solar system can

see it. This is called Male Fit Planet. The website is always THEFPL.US Our website is or no,FPL.US our website is something is ball pit I'm like three beers in at this point

anyway ball pit is a place you can go to and we've got merch by the time you hear this I don't know exactly what kind of merch we have there might still be some hoodies left there might still be some passports but yeah get some of this merch because it's pretty cool

and I just like to do order fulfillment for like three hours every night. So put me to work. Get an F plus hoodie for your limbless torso. Get the sleeves on. Yeah, it's got thumb holes and it doesn't matter to you. White girls in the north. Oh, wow. The doc actually has the removed comments

from that thread with string change. Oh, does it? Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, that conversation goes on for a long time. One guy says, this is like I'm reading Time Cube or something like that. You have a brain problem with string change. Oh, good, so it wasn't just us.