Virginia is for Diaper Lovers #2: Pork Country

CW: Transphobia and Hamophobia

I often question if the main issue cisgender men have with transwomen is the average cisdude couldn’t possibly imagine losing their virility or genitals. They identify strongly with their dicks and ability to get erections, it’s a big confidence factor especially among ones peers. Same with non-diapered people v diapered people, peeing your pants or wearing diapers is like worse case scenario for many folks, they can’t stretch their empathy/worldview/disbelief and know their perspective may not be shared with everyone. I try to be openminded, even if I didn’t have a strong inherent desire to wear diapers i’d probably give it a shot, i’d do anything once, try anything twice, and like Mae West, “if I like it, 3 times to make sure”

I feel the same way about the South and their xenophobic nature in regards to religion. Once I left Gettysburg heading South it became clear that pork rules the day, every place was a BBQ place, every mascot was a silly smiling pig or clinical dissection chart, nothing in-between. Imagine sitting down to someone in this town and explaining “naw, even if ribs were touchin’ we’d never swallow the ham“. Always reminds me of Homer going “No Meat? What do they eat, lightbulbs?”

Though I have the utmost respect for my veggie/vegan friends, they call me RileyBBQ for a reason, this little girl loves some brisket and smoked meats 🙂

Travel exposes us to different cultures but this trip I plan on only exposing myself, as I need a break from the exposés. I want my skin to touch the sun, I want to eat like a fool and shirk my obligations. Since I started StayKinky in the months leading up to the pandemic I have been totally nose to the grindstone, even my trips are for family/obligation or content mostly, flying to LA to do a bit of media or filming up in Ptown or family back in Sac. Then I come back and jump back on the editing/publishing wheel.

And for real, I LOVE IT, I love making content, it’s what I want to do with my life. I love sharing my life and expressing myself, I love taking pictures of my ass, I love being a solo studio that blows a bunch of the hardcore studios away. I love the positive feedback and the hate is thin on the ground, especially since focusing away from Social Media. I feel purpose when I hear my posts inspire others, to share or to simply be. I’m singing the songs I want to sing. I don’t get astronomical numbers but I accepted a long time ago that I have a limited audience and instead of trying to go for some wide appeal, I just want to serve content to those who’ll have me, and rise above the rest. Living well is the best, and i’m so glad to have a small, attentive audience than a million likes but no love.

I need a break though. I got through a “life is great” to “fuuuck i’m depressed” cycle that’s often spurned by exhaustion, life gets overwhelming and I shut down. So I’m going to spend more time in hotel rooms doing what I want to do. When you work from home, are self-employed, you work for a cruel boss and you work all day everyday, i’ve been in such an editing deficit that I fill every waking moment where i’m *not* doing some other kind of work with editing. “time to take a break from cleaning the kitchen to edit”, “just ran errands, time to relax with some editing”, my playstation is considering leaving me, it says it wants to go somewhere it’s appreciated. My family are *aholics, mostly workaholics but various other kinds as well, we’re busy people, survivors.

So I packed up some diapers and dresses and my dear friend and got on the Country Roads to the South, to Shenandoah, to take off some weight and enjoy my beautiful diapered trans life.

Diaper Rainbow

It’s weeks like this that make it all worthwhile.

More stuff soon. Enjoy the piggy pics and smiles from the road. In the present: the next 3 days for me are family family family so might be a day or so until the next post, which is going to be very wet and wild 🙂 🙂 🙂 Thanks for listening. More stuff soon!

Song of the Day: Nelly – Country Grammar or Cake – War Pigs (Sabbath is better but this is good too)

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