A better, more positive Tumblr

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Since its founding in 2007, Tumblr has always been a place for wide open, creative self-expression at the heart of community and culture. To borrow from our founder David Karp, we’re proud to have inspired a generation of artists, writers, creators, curators, and crusaders to redefine our culture and to help empower individuality.

Over the past several months, and inspired by our storied past, we’ve given serious thought to who we want to be to our community moving forward and have been hard at work laying the foundation for a better Tumblr. We’ve realized that in order to continue to fulfill our promise and place in culture, especially as it evolves, we must change. Some of that change began with fostering more constructive dialogue among our community members. Today, we’re taking another step by no longer allowing adult content, including explicit sexual content and nudity (with some exceptions).  

Let’s first be unequivocal about something that should not be confused with today’s policy change: posting anything that is harmful to minors, including child pornography, is abhorrent and has no place in our community. We’ve always had and always will have a zero tolerance policy for this type of content. To this end, we continuously invest in the enforcement of this policy, including industry-standard machine monitoring, a growing team of human moderators, and user tools that make it easy to report abuse. We also closely partner with the National Center for Missing and Exploited Children and the Internet Watch Foundation, two invaluable organizations at the forefront of protecting our children from abuse, and through these partnerships we report violations of this policy to law enforcement authorities. We can never prevent all bad actors from attempting to abuse our platform, but we make it our highest priority to keep the community as safe as possible.

So what is changing?

Posts that contain adult content will no longer be allowed on Tumblr, and we’ve updated our Community Guidelines to reflect this policy change. We recognize Tumblr is also a place to speak freely about topics like art, sex positivity, your relationships, your sexuality, and your personal journey. We want to make sure that we continue to foster this type of diversity of expression in the community, so our new policy strives to strike a balance.

Why are we doing this?

It is our continued, humble aspiration that Tumblr be a safe place for creative expression, self-discovery, and a deep sense of community. As Tumblr continues to grow and evolve, and our understanding of our impact on our world becomes clearer, we have a responsibility to consider that impact across different age groups, demographics, cultures, and mindsets. We spent considerable time weighing the pros and cons of expression in the community that includes adult content. In doing so, it became clear that without this content we have the opportunity to create a place where more people feel comfortable expressing themselves.

Bottom line: There are no shortage of sites on the internet that feature adult content. We will leave it to them and focus our efforts on creating the most welcoming environment possible for our community.

So what’s next?

Starting December 17, 2018, we will begin enforcing this new policy. Community members with content that is no longer permitted on Tumblr will get a heads up from us in advance and steps they can take to appeal or preserve their content outside the community if they so choose. All changes won’t happen overnight as something of this complexity takes time.

Another thing, filtering this type of content versus say, a political protest with nudity or the statue of David, is not simple at scale. We’re relying on automated tools to identify adult content and humans to help train and keep our systems in check. We know there will be mistakes, but we’ve done our best to create and enforce a policy that acknowledges the breadth of expression we see in the community.

Most importantly, we’re going to be as transparent as possible with you about the decisions we’re making and resources available to you, including more detailed information, product enhancements, and more content moderators to interface directly with the community and content.

Like you, we love Tumblr and what it’s come to mean for millions of people around the world. Our actions are out of love and hope for our community. We won’t always get this right, especially in the beginning, but we are determined to make your experience a positive one.

Jeff D’Onofrio
CEO

RIP Tumblr

Well Tumblr, you’ve essentially said yes to suicide.

The userbase of Tumblr is 80% NSFW/Adult content with many great artists and people that you’re ruining the lives of.

Thanks for showing how little you care about the users and how much you care about Apple and it’s Money.

I’m done.

I completely understand the removal of underage content, that should have no place anywhere and its disgusting people are into it. However making the NSFW tumble community suffer for the actions of what I hope is a very small minority is just stupid. Tumblr is about 80% NSFW and 20% anime and video games from what I can tell. Tumblr has helped me gain some confidence in my writing and gave me a platform to write for the Tf community, (let’s be honest cyoc is almost dead). So tumblr is going to almost die as a platform as a result of this decision since 80% of its content will be gone. And while your dying apple or Google or Microsoft will probably buy you and turn you into whatever they want. You arent harming me or my fans in anyway as I am actively moving to a new place but you are harming yourselves by drastically reduce the traffic to your site.

I’m glad the apple store has more say than your own users, my next post will be my new links and then its bye to tumblr.

Adult content

mr-haitch-but-lewd:

Well folks, it seems this blogs days might be numbered. Tumblr in its terrible inability to get rid of the bots are just saying fuck it and removing everything. Now not all my “lewd” art is specifically sexual in nature, its kink stuff but it can get by posting hypno and TF stuff that isn’t explicit. But by the sounds of things I will be very limited in what goes on here going forward if this stands as is. 

That said my primary smut location will now have to be my FA page, at least I can post smut there in peace, sheesh: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/mr-haitch/

In the coming week I’ll likely do what many have suggested and open a discord serve, til then I’ll post and carry on as I can.

Well the time has finally come. I have until December 17th to get my alternative up and running I have decided to open a discord channel and will post my own stuff as well as my favorites that I have reblogged and credit their authors. I might also post my stories on FA based on feedback from you guys. I’ll post the links once I’m set up.

Adult content

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Opinions needed

I need your help on this guys. So I dont feel my stuff is good enough quality to post somewhere like deviant art or FA (my stuff isnt furry themed anyway) and I’m not sure how captions work on those sites anyway. So as a backup in case tumblr pulls my plug im considering starting a telegram channel where I can post a photo and caption. If I post something that was reblogged the original author would be linked to. For starters I would be backing up my personal favs there of both myself and others and then in my limited free time start posting original new captions again. But I dont know how many of you use telegram or if you can recommend a platform similar to telegram or tumblr as a backup. (Can someone with programming knowledge make a NSFW only blog site?) Anyway I’m open to suggestions as well as whether you like my telegrams idea or not, either comment on this post, pm me, or send your opinion as an ask or something. I’ll set up the telegram and post a link here if the majority of people seem to like it and if not as I said I’m open to ideas. I do this as a hobby so I dont really have other channels/blogs/accounts relating to this in place. I might survive the tumblr purge but I have a feeling others will just keep coming so I want a plan B. Thanks in advance for your help.

Not too many people answered but it seems like the popular opinion is a discord channel. Do people prefer that idea?

Try not to lose yourself: Luke’s downfall

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‘Ok, so the plan is, go to college, join Army office job thingy, get college money, finish college and then get out of army. Don’t get too involved in it, don’t think about. Remember it’s a patriarchal institution that furthers US imperialism.’

That was the plan me and my bros… sorry my friends had before shit went downhill. Now I’m stuck in this room turning into some dumb bro patriot. It all started weeks ago. Me (Brent), Luke and Tyler. Before we joined the army, we were good friends. Our main chain keeping us together though was politics. We all aligned politically, we were hard leftists. We protested when we could, staged walkouts, chanted for America’s death, did what we could for every minority in existence which was pretty much shutting up and listening because we were white males and full of privilege. However, once we finished school, we wanted to go to college and do gender studies so we could learn more about power, privilege and how this country oppresses minorities. However, we had one problem. The bank didn’t want to give us a loan to pay for it. The only other options we had was two do Manuel labor in our hometown until we made enough money, but who honestly has the time for that shit. So, we were left with no options, until Luke came to us saying he had an idea. He told us that the US Army gives out college money for part time work. Cute little Luke, telling us this great idea, except for the whole furthering US imperialism. It took a while but he convinced us into it. We went along to enlist and then to the base. We got on a bus with a bunch of other guys, mostly bro’s and dumb patriots. All smelly and blind to their oppressive nature. Once we got on the bus that was it, this is where the story starts and our downfall begin.

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It was dark outside and the recruits were all chatting away on the coach as it made its way to the base. Luke, Tyler and Brent had all been split up and were all at different points of the coach. Brent was at the front of the coach next to a very loud group of guys mocking left wing politics and talking about how proud they are to serve, Brent kept silent throughout and ignored them. Tyler was in the middle of the coach, arguing about politics but failing every time, usually Brent would support him but due to his absence Tyler gave up and accepted defeat. Luke was at the back, he sat quietly but found it difficult to resist not looking at the guys around him as he found them all very attractive. The guy next to him introduced himself as Jack. He was nice broad guy, he was already in shape for the Army. He asked Luke to introduce himself, Luke gave in and conversed with the group. Luke fitted in well with them, even though he made a lot of stuff up so no one would know him politically or figure out he was gay, although he felt that the guys were cool and would accept him into their group anyway.

Once the bus stopped the men all got out. Oddly enough though this was a marine base. They were lined up and told to do 100 press ups. The three failed at this horrendously. The rest of the men mocked and laughed at them. Until the main Sergeant walked out and looked at them.

“Dear God useless maggots, getting you into marine shape is going to be difficult. Why did you sign up maggots?” Said the Sergeant aggressively

“College money… and marines we signed up for the army” said Brent

“That is the wrong answer both times maggot and you did not address me as SIR”

The Sergeant walked off and pointed at an American flag

“That maggots, that is why you enlisted. Because of America, the greatest country on the planet, home of freedom and the brave. And you have come to be brave, however, If I am to make you brave so you can serve this country then you need to be in shape, body and mind. AM, I UNDERSTOOD.”  

Brent muttered something about how the US was an Imperialist state, the Sergeant heard this.

“Oh, I see, you’re one of them anti American lefty retards. Well I got news for you, you will be broken here and you will fall in line regardless of how much you resist. Now get some sleep tomorrow you begin training”

The men all walked into the building. They were all given uniforms, which they were required to wear. However, when the three boys got theirs, they were ripped and broken. Then they were paired off and sent into dorms. The three were split up, and Brent wasn’t having it, he demanded they be kept together but the marine talked him down. Luke was paired with the guy from the bus, his name was Jack. Tyler with some Pussy hound called Ben. And finally, Brent was paired off with a hardcore patriot called Jason.

The boys struggled in the first week of training, their tiny bodies were no match for the training forced on them. Although Luke kept pushing on trying to impress Jack. Brent and Tyler kept waiting for them to be kicked out, but The Sergeant didn’t want them out, he kept them in and kept pushing them. The other men disliked them all for failing and being anti American. Luke and Jack got on well at first, but due to his political views and his association with Brent, it went downhill. Brent would-be all-over Luke knowing he would most likely fall into the army mindset. Tyler couldn’t stand the misogyny of ben. Ben would talk and joke about his bedroom conquests and also talk about how he hated feminism, to combat this Tyler brought up every bit feminist and gender study quotes and knowledge. But without Brent to support him he failed. And Brent was hated the most, due to his righteous complex which was brought on by his left-wing politics, he put himself above everyone else and the military. He made enemies with The Sergeant, who was oddly enough quite calm around him and the other two, sometimes it was like he was analyzing the group for weakness or potential. Brent would also go on long rants about US imperialism, oppression and making everything a problematic issue.

By the end of the week Brent had fully had enough, he decided it was best that they left, deciding for both Luke and Tyler. However, The Sergeant’s refused to let them leave and instead kept them for a second week, however this time he split them up.    

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Try not to lose yourself: Luke’s Downfall

At the start of the second week Luke had been moved in to an alternate group with Jack, who was now talking to him again, but weirdly enough he was talking just about how great the military and America are. This group was getting ready for training, but before they did the Sergeant gave Luke some new boots, which he accepted and put on.  The training for the day was running. Luke thought he would fail at this but oddly enough he excelled at it, beating everybody else. Afterwards the guys all cheered on Luke, they started accepting him more.  

“Who’s our lil bro” chanted the men

“Come here, boy” Said the Sergeant, Luke walked up him with his head down.

“You impressed me today, I think you deserve a little reward for surprising me” The marine next to the Sergeant held a marine uniform, Luke took it.

“Go put it on and come see us when lunch is over.” Said the Sergeant menacingly, with a grin on his face.  

Luke went back to his empty dorm. He took off his boots. And quickly switched his old broken uniform for the new one, he then went to put on his boots. His feet however were much bigger. What had happened. He thought they had grown due to the running and so continued to put the boots on, then he put his army cap and looked at himself in the mirror. A wave of admiration, confidence fell over him. He was proud of himself. However, as he was admiring himself his clothes felt tighter than before. “What? These weren’t that tight before?” he thought, he soon realized that the clothes weren’t getting tighter, his arms were growing, becoming bigger and more muscular. His legs were extending out, growing until he was 6’4, then his shoulders and upper body expanded, broadening out. Two large pecs formed out of this and underneath there were rock hard abs. His dick also grew in size becoming 12’ long. He looked up and saw his face becoming dumber, his recruit cut, started changing, the hair on top started growing out giving a spikey look.  

“How do you like it boy?” Said the Sergeant loudly from behind him, Luke turned and to see him and Jack looking at him with grins. He couldn’t bring anger or hatred against him, only obedience and admiration.  

“What is happening to me…S…s…s…s…ssSIR” Luke said uncontrollably

“Well I saw how much potential there was in you. I couldn’t let you be wasted by some lefty dipshits, so I sped up your training a bit. You should also start to think more like us as well” As he said that Luke’s head became foggy, he felt like he was being drained of all the politics he knew. Feminist and gender theory knowledge started slipping from his head in to a whirlpool of idea’s which went into a nothingness. He started remembering all the things Jack and The Sergeant said about America, obedience, the military. Those things slowly became knowledge and then fact. Luke also began creating a hate of anyone anti American and anti-military, that included his now former friends. Luke’s mind was now of a standard marine. He lifted his head and looked at The Sergeant.

“You ready to what your told, soldier”

“Sir Yes Sir” Luke shouted back, In a new deeper and masculine voice  

“Good, soldier. What is the greatest country on the planet”?  

“United States of America Sir”

“who is our enemy at the moment”  

“Anti-Americans Sir”  

“Good, soldier. Jack you make sure he is fully committed to our cause.” The Sergeant left. As he did Jack and Luke began making out. Jack secured Luke by making him his boyfriend as well.  

“one down, two to go” said The Sergeant menacingly as he walked out

Part 1

Try not to lose yourself pt2: Tyler’s downfall

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Tyler’s group had been doing ‘Theory’ as training. Why the army had to do any thinking was beyond him, he thought it was all working out. Either way it had no effect on him, he was too smart and into social justice to think anything of it, it was mostly propaganda anyway he could see through it.  Compared to his dorm mate Ben. Ben wasn’t a religious guy but still felt women should know their place which is in the kitchen or in his bed. He would also talk about how dumb feminism and other left-wing groups are and how they are anti American. He went back to his dorm. Ben was probably working out. Tyler thought he would get some needed rest. As he got in, he saw all the porn magazines that Ben had laid out and open over his bed, this disgusted Tyler, he respected women and made sure that he never mansplained or man spread where ever he was. Tyler also saw a Laptop with two earphones plugged in. He thought must have been porn but all he could hear was white noise. He turned the laptop round and put the earphones in. The white noise was quite faint. He switched on the screen and his eyes were bombarded with flashing black and white patterns. The White noise was also creeping up. He wanted to click away as he started having headache but his hands wouldn’t move and his eyes wouldn’t look away. His mind felt like it was being stuffed back into a small box inside him.  

“Hehe, Sarge said you would look at it” Said Ben coming in and looking at the now Blank Tyler.

“He also said I get to do whatever I want to you, just as long you can follow orders”  

Ben got out a uniform and put it down on the bed. He proceeded to take out the earphones on Tyler. Tyler now realized Ben was now with him, but he couldn’t do anything except scream at Ben in his head. But he saw the big Smirk on Ben’s face.

“Alright maggot Sarge said I get to do whatever I want to do with you.”

“Oh god” thought Tyler

“Time for you join us, but this time fully. Now I could make you a regular patriotic soldier, but then I realized I need a wing man for when I go partying, and well now I got you. You’re gonna be just like me bro, Absolute pussy crusher. Before we can do that though bro, get out of these rags”

Tyler’s body got up and undressed, leaving him only in his underwear.

“Wait no, fuck I don’t want to become like him, stop what am I doing. PLEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSE” Cried Tyler in his head  

“Ok now get dressed in this Uniform” Again Tyler’s body fully obeyed Ben while his mind screamed for it to stop. Tyler’s body put on the uniform and like Luke his body began to transform. He couldn’t feel the transformation but Ben made sure he saw it by making him look in a mirror. His feet began growing out into his size 13 boots. He started gaining height until he was 6’. Under his skin it felt like something was there making him bigger. He could feel as his abs hardened out and his pecs dominated his chest. His arms extended out becoming longer, then they became stronger. His head hardened and became manlier. His short hair spiked up a little bit. Ben looked pleased with this new body.

“Well I wish I could cheat just like that, but then again I wasn’t a waste of space. Now Sarge said by this point that whatever I say you are, you become. Shall we begin Bro”

Tyler couldn’t move and stood in place like a statue but inside he was in full panic mode. “No… no… no… please I don’t want to become some disgusting brute that has like no care for feminist or generally decent ideals” Tyler thought to himself.  

“Well I’ll take that as a yes then.” Ben took Tyler’s inaction as confirmation, he then put his mouth next to Tyler’s ear and spoke.  “Ok, first things first then, let’s start by getting rid of this lefty crap. I want it gone, you hear me, all your feminist idea’s, your anti-American ideals, any socialism or communism that is stuck in your head, it goes.”

As Ben said that. Tyler’s mind started sending his left-wing ideals to the back burners of his mind. He began crying internally trying to remember what he was losing but it was useless, he was slowly losing knowledge until there was nothing left. Although his conscience was still there feeling all the knowledge being drained.  

“You forget it all yet bro? Well I won’t know till I reactivate you so I guess next part then, and this is the fun part, this is the part where you become like me” Ben said with happiness in his voice.  

“Ok so, you’re gonna be an absolute bro, like me and the rest of the guys, you will become obedient, especially to the Sergeant. You’re gonna love this country as well, every little bit of it. On top of this bro, you’ll want to fuck every fit, attractive, girl. You won’t care about their rights or movements, they honestly don’t need em, so fuck em.”

Tyler’s mind began flooding itself with patriotic ideals and broish personality. He loved his country, he didn’t care what the lefties said. He was devoted now to his country and his bro’s, he worked out with them, partied with them, celebrated 4th of July with them. When he went out partying the goal was pussy, he wouldn’t stop until he got it and he would get it often due to his masculine looks. Only times he didn’t was when they were feminists. He hated them and their ideals now, he thought they should just do as their told. As this new mindset grew, Tyler fought against it. But it was too strong and kept growing like a bubble until it was squeezing the old Tyler into compliance but Tyler continues to resist the pain in his head.

“NO… I’m not going to become like this, I’m nice to women and gentle, I’m a…femin… I’m a fucking patriot that’s what I am. Fuck that’s a beautiful flag on the wall, and on the bed those women in those magazines are fucking ace.” Tyler’s old self was Assimilated into his new self. The old Tyler was now gone, all that remained was a dumb army bro.

Tyler blinked his eyes.  

“Awe bro, what the fuck happened to me?” said Tyler confusedly in his new deeper voice

“Not much bro, you were having a bad dream about being an anti-American feminist or something”

“Oh, fuck that shit bro, Love my country”

“I know bro” said Ben with a Smirk “Anyways, Sarge said we should go work out at the gym”

“Fuck yeah of course, Sarge knows best, we do what he says” Replied Tyler now pumped up

Tyler and Ben left to go work out at the gym. As they left the room, they were being watched by The Sergeant.

“Good work, soldier. Two down one idiot left to go. This is easier than I thought.” he said cockily to himself

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Part 2

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Try not to lose yourself: Brent’s Downfall

“You just can’t handle the truth that America is a patriarchal genocidal illegal state” said Brent  

“God you annoy me, don’t you ever just shut up” replied Jason

“Attacking oppression and protecting minorities is my thing”

“Well if you don’t shut it soon, my fists are going to deal with you” Jason’s anger was shown clearly now to Brent who decided it was probably best to Quieten down for now.

Jason and Brent were paired off for doing survival skills. They were currently alone in the woods, being weighed down by the huge bags of equipment on their backs. It was getting dark very quickly and they’re only source of light was a torch. Jason was eager to get back and away from Brent who spent most of the day complaining, about either the exercise that was killing him, Jason not knowing what to do or America and the military being imperialistic. Jason however had had enough, he planned to leave Brent so he could at least get some peace.  

“Brent, man could you go and check that stuff out over there, I think we passed it before” Jason pointed to a rock in the distance    

“What’s over there?”

“A way back hopefully, dumbass”

Brent reluctantly moved over into the darkness. Once Jason couldn’t see him or hear footsteps, he made a break for it. Brent heard the footsteps from Jason’s area.

“Jason” he called out quietly and fearfully. After 2 minutes of no reply Brent knew he was all alone. He walked around all panicked for a few minutes. He walked around in the darkness without a torch. Each time filling him with hope that at the end would be someone or the base. But each time his heart sank as it was just another fork in the path. He was getting lost and becoming scared. He started questioning whether annoying Jason had been a good idea, maybe he should’ve just kept his mouth shut like he does when oppressed people speak. Hours passed and it was now pitch-black Brent had given up hope. He cradled himself on the floor, freezing. He thought about everything that had led up to now. All the protests he had done, all the shutting himself up for others. Attacking the so-called oppressors and pushing those close to him away for his own politics. The choices he had made. He thought about how coming here was such a stupid idea and that he should never have had listened to Luke. but if he didn’t do this then how would he have paid for college? All this questioning of himself started splitting him in two. A part of him was attached to his old ways and beliefs. A new him was forming in his mind angry at himself, angry at how pathetic he had been doing all this.  

Brent began to cry on the floor, he was shattered mentally. His mind was a warring state between anger depression and the activist.

“Bro you out here” Shouted a voice, Brent didn’t have the energy to shout back but he slowly got up      

“Brent. There you are bro” It was Luke, he had out a torch light over Brent so he could see him. Inside Brent a light kindled a simmer of hope, however it was fully shattered when he saw Luke who looked all military and buff. He walked up to him, Luke had a smirk on his face as he saw Brent. He walked up to Brent.

“Thank you” said Brent struggling to stand

“Don’t thank me yet bro” Brent looked up at Luke who raised his fist and knocked out Brent. The new part of Brent’s mind was now taking over while he was unconscious.    

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“Wakey Wakey” Shouted through the door and a loud banging of metal filled the room

Brent woke up. He was in a small room with no windows, there was a metal door, which had a little viewing hole in it but it was shut. The only light he had was from a side lamp next his bed. He couldn’t remember anything from the night before except being cold and angry. He remembered being hit but not by who. But when he remembered the anger and depression it started to all flood back to him, however now he just accepted it. Brent looked over to the front of his bed, where a neatly folded uniform lay on top of a small wooden box. He decided to put it on as it was better than wearing the dirty broken uniform he had been given. Once he put it on, he decided to look himself in the mirror.  he looked smart now and the anger in him subsided for confidence and admiration for himself. He was now proud of how he looked. He went on tiptoes to gain height, but when he went back down, nothing changed. He was still quite tall, and growing? His legs felt a searing pain as he felt them thicken, adding muscle and becoming stronger. He felt his body harden and gain strength, he lifted up his shirt to see a beautifully defined six pack forming, with two large round pecs above. The searing pain went down his arms as they thickened as well. The door opened and in walked The Sargent.

“There he is, my fresh new recruit” he said cockily

“What no… I put this on because it was better, Sir” Brent said confusedly in his new more masculine voice. He was still two warring states in his head between the new rising patriot and the activist.

“Ah don’t worry son, you will adjust. Look you already look like a damn fine marine” Brent Looked back into the mirror. The Sargent was right, Brent looked like a standard marine soldier boy. His face had changed now. It was longer, sharper and his hair had shortened down on the sides and the top had become spiked up. Looking at this though the activist in him came to resent what this was and what it stood for.

“No, I am not this I am not one of you” he shouted abruptly

“Son, I’m afraid you are. There is no way out of here and even if you did where would you go? What would you do? Nothing because that’s all you can do and that’s all you’ve been doing. I need the new Brent, the one that abides by my commands, that respects his fellow soldiers and loves his country.  I don’t want this useless old crappy Brent that no one likes” said The Sargent firmly. Brent looked back at the mirror. The Sargent was right. The old him was useless he needed the new him. In his mind the new him had mostly taken over all that was left was a small screeching voice of ‘no’ or any other feminist terminologies, hoping he would remember. The new part of Brent closed around it and erased any memory of the old him. As the final parts of the old him were erased a single tear fell down his cheek, but he wiped it away.  He straightened out his back and raised his head, he turned to the Sargent.  

“Any orders, Sir” he said obediently. The Sargent gave a cocky smirk. All the trouble making activists had now been turned into three obedient marines.

Part 3

watch where you’re looking

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Ryan walked into the changing room briskly. He put his bag down on the bench and looked at the clock. It was still only 7:24 am, it felt like time was going slowly. Ryan decided to wait a few minutes. Ryan was waiting for James, a very straight marine who he was attracted to. Ryan made it his mission to stalk him indirectly around the gym, watching him in his smart military outfit, while working-out. James was 6’5, broad, muscular build, he had black hair in a short recruit cut and a few tattoos on him. He always came to the gym in his green shirt which was tucked into his camo trousers. James also got in the gym at 7:30 am sharp. However though today was his last day for a year as he was getting deployed in a week. Ryan wanted to make sure he saw the last he could of him. Recently though due to Ryans not very subtle stalking around the gym, he felt that James may be onto him, He would have to be a lot more secretive about his stalking today.  

It was now 7:28 and Ryan decided to get changed so as to not arouse suspicion if James entered. Ryan had taken off his jumper and removed his running shoes. But as he was getting changed into his vest, the door burst open.  

“I’m telling you man, next week when we deploy, it’s going to be fucking great” Said James loudly as he came in with his friend.

“I get that James, serving this country just feels so fucking great” Replied James’s friend. They both walked to a corner on the other side of the changing room to Ryan.

Ryan didn’t really care too much about these aspects of James. It mostly repulsed him, Ryan was nerdier and didn’t care too much about America, although he enjoyed traditions where he could drink and eat lots of food. Ryan proceeded to look over his shoulder at James. He saw his back but it was enough to bring back vivid memories and make his dick slightly hard.

“What about tonight, you gonna score some pussy” Said James’s friend, James responded by slapping his friends bum

“You know I only need you” he said Jokingly and giving a wink, they both laughed.

“but yeah you know me, I get that puss 100% of the time” James said still laughing slightly from his joke.

This is what got to Ryan the most. James would act really gay around his dudes even though he was straight, it irritated him. How could he be attracted to the gayest straight dude out there. The guys put away their gear in their lockers, they turned around to go out and workout. Ryan was still getting changed but he looked slightly at the guys. His dick was now hard that he had to cover it up. Once changed he left it a minute to go out and start cycling. From the cycling machine he watched James do Squatting, he watched as his ass pushed out when went down. The muscles bulging out and his shirt clinging to them. After 10 minutes James moved onto weights. Again, Ryan watched him lift all the weights intensely, the grunting, laughing and gay jokes he made with his friend. Every time he made one, he fantasized about James being gay. Ryan savored as much as he could of James. Once James and his friend were finished, they made their way back to the changing room. Ryan waited on a machine exercising, for them to leave, he didn’t want to arouse any suspicion.  

“See ya later then man” James’s friend left and wondered out the gym. Odd Ryan thought they would have left together. Ryan waited 5 more minutes for James to leave, but he didn’t. Eventually Ryan decided to go in and get changed. As he entered the room, he couldn’t see James anywhere. Maybe he had gone but didn’t notice. Ryan got out his bag, but before he could start doing anything James spoke next to him, and weirder, at him.  

“Yo man, how was your workout” Said James with a big grin on his face

“Umm… um fine” said Ryan awkwardly, trying cover up his boner.

“That’s good man, hey I seen you been checking me out while I work out man” Ryan went red and felt very awkward suddenly, to his surprise though James was still very calm about this

“Don’t worry man I’m not going to beat you up or anything, although I was wondering if you could help me out a bit”

“With what man” Said Ryan

“Well I Don’t quite know how to put it but….” and after that James made a kiss on Ryan, it wasn’t very long and it wasn’t involving tongues but a kiss none the less. Ryan felt odd and weird at this kiss, part of him felt good. However, Ryan felt James pass on spit into his mouth. James retracted his mouth

“ah shit that felt gay but you gotta do what you gotta do. How you feeling man” Said James, now cockily

Although Ryan had desired this, he was oddly repulsed by it.  

“What the fuck dude, that’s gay as fuck” He blurted out suddenly, James gave a large grin in response to this

“Wait what the fuck I didn’t mean that” Ryan felt odd he had a sudden headache come on. His vision was getting blurry and he started looking at his legs and arms. Odd they were becoming browner. He went down to touch and felt that his legs were now hairier then before. They were also bigger, stronger and had more muscle. The blurriness cleared a bit and he could see now that he was growing. His legs were now also extending out. His clothes were growing as well to match his body. There was a swelling now underneath his vest as his stomach felt like it had just been hit hard. He felt as his slightly large belly sucked in and hardened into a six pack, further up the swelling caused his nipples to harden and explode to giant pecs. while this happened, his shoulders were broadening out. Down his arms there was swelling and as his arms stretched out with his biceps and triceps becoming massive.  

“Building muscle nicely man, don’t worry bro soon you can join me and the lads on the base”

“What have you done to me?”

“I saw you stalking me over the last few weeks, I kind of enjoyed having you there and didn’t really want to leave you. So, I decided to make you just like me man.”

“Big, buff, patriot and 100% straight, though we can still do the gay banter”  

“What? No, I don’t want to become a dumb straight bro”

“Soz, man its already taken you”

Ryan looked in the mirror. His head and face had become round and a dumb look fell over it. His once long stylish brown hair had shortened down into a recruit cut. But weirder now his white shorts were getting longer and turning camo. Eventually becoming smart army trousers, which were held up by a belt. Next his vest started growing down and into his trousers tucking in, it grew some short sleeves. Splotches of khaki green started appearing spontaneously next and then spread out over the shirt like a plague. Once it the shirt white had been consumed by the new khaki green Ryans outfit was now just like James’.  

“Oh god I’m just like you” he screamed out in a new more masculine voice

“I know bro, just think one last bit and you’ll be just like me”

“Can’t we just skip this bit, I promise to be as patriotic and devoted as the rest of you guys”

“awwww that’s kind of cute” Said James mockingly

“But no, if your gay then the gay banter just feels weird man and plus fucking pussy is way better, once this is complete though you won’t want to go back”

Ryan’s headache spiked up again. Now his head was being attacked. He felt his IQ slipping, like it being drained from his head. His old college and high school knowledge melted away, and was swiftly replaced by sports and military knowledge.  

“nooooooooo, I’m getting dumber and dumber, I can feel it” James smirked at this

Ran could now feel his dick getting hard, he needed to touch it. He unzipped his trousers and got out his now 10-inch dick. He started rubbing harder and harder. He began thinking about dudes to get hard but suddenly he switched it to women. I mean what was he fucking gay? Yes… no… ye… no. His homosexuality was now battling his new and increasing heterosexuality. He began thinking about boobs and tight pussy. How good it would be to fuck them and a nice fit bimbo. His homosexuality and the remainder of his knowledge was now being stuffed inside his balls, ready to explode out of his dick, which eventually it did, after that Ryan adopted a new persona of brotherly love towards James and the rest of his new unit. He enjoyed a bit of banter with his bro’s, even a bit of gay banter, but he was now straight, he went out and partied to fuck pussy. When he wasn’t doing that, he would be on deployment or training.  

“How are you, bro” said James

“Fucking great Bro”

“You up for tonight bro and getting some absolute pussy”

“Obviously bro, well except for you, bro” Ryan joked

“haha bro” James and Ryan got out their tongues and started touching them in a jokingly gay manner.

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Opinions needed

I need your help on this guys. So I dont feel my stuff is good enough quality to post somewhere like deviant art or FA (my stuff isnt furry themed anyway) and I’m not sure how captions work on those sites anyway. So as a backup in case tumblr pulls my plug im considering starting a telegram channel where I can post a photo and caption. If I post something that was reblogged the original author would be linked to. For starters I would be backing up my personal favs there of both myself and others and then in my limited free time start posting original new captions again. But I dont know how many of you use telegram or if you can recommend a platform similar to telegram or tumblr as a backup. (Can someone with programming knowledge make a NSFW only blog site?) Anyway I’m open to suggestions as well as whether you like my telegrams idea or not, either comment on this post, pm me, or send your opinion as an ask or something. I’ll set up the telegram and post a link here if the majority of people seem to like it and if not as I said I’m open to ideas. I do this as a hobby so I dont really have other channels/blogs/accounts relating to this in place. I might survive the tumblr purge but I have a feeling others will just keep coming so I want a plan B. Thanks in advance for your help.

akimsniff:

TUMBLR SHUT DOWN😱:

As of yesterday, Tumblr headquarters pushed foward with a MASSIVE takedown of NSFW PAGES due to the unfortunate increasing amount of male child porn being posted and reblogged. Also, the search bars have been disabled. So for all of us freaks that are still on here, here’s a few tips to prevent your page from being taken down:

*Make sure NO NUDITY is in your profile or cover pics

*Do not post nor reblog child porn or males that look too young

*Do not post more than 5 XXX posts within 24 hours(you can reblog all day but do not post more than 5 a day)

*Do not post any content without the consent of the people in the vids/gifs or pics.

NSFW CONTENT IS STILL AGAINST TUMBLR POLICY SO JUST MOVE EASY YOU GUYS

✨Even though my page @akimsniff is Tumblr protected, if anything should happen to this page, follow my backup pages @akimsniffnew and @akimsniffxxx ALSO FOLLOW MY XXX TWITTER @AKIMSNIFF✨

SPREAD THE WORD❗ REBLOG❗

I mean it’s hard to get permission of the people in the pics, they could come from anywhere. I also dont understand why tumblr sees child porn and thinks “delete and purge ALL porn” if your site has a child porn issue than solve it! Do something about the child porn, but that doesnt mean perfectly legal pages should get in trouble.