The way I see it, there is different and then there is different. And I don’t have any issues by starting out by telling you that I am as different as they come, but I will continue my confessions with how so many others have their own version of different.
Hi, my name is Don and I have a pretty good life. I have a decent job, I managed to buy a decent house in Middleton and I drive a decent SUV. My sex life sort of sucks, but it’s not zero either. I know that none of that sounds very different, but you have to figure in my fem role playing hobby to finish off your assessment of my life.
Hi, I identify as Diana Dimples once or twice a week and I’m pretty happy with how that has worked out for me over the last several months. I think that makes me a little different, right? Hah, that’s only the tip of the iceberg around these parts!
I’m not sure where my 1 1/2 roommates fall on the different scale, but I do know that the situation in my house can’t be the normal for roommates. Oh, I said 1 1/2 because my official roommate, Scott, is tied at the hip with his best friend Todd and I mean they are two sweet peas in a pod, which used to bother me and now it just seems to be the normal. But it still seems so different.
I’m not sure how other roommates handle these different types of situations, but I came out to Scott right from the beginning to avoid any issues or surprises. And it only took a few ums, ah’s and confused looks before he asked me why I was being different by never leaving the house as Diana Dimples. He raised a good question to which I had no answer for, you know, at that time. And believe me, when I stepped out for Scott then I basically stepped out for Todd as well.
So, what started out as being a different living situation has now become the normal, LOL, almost. Scott and Todd have another friend who joins them occasionally to fight it out in a burnt-out city somewhere on planet Earth. I say it like that because I have asked before where the blown-up city is located and no one has a good answer.
The addition of Logan into the “different” equation is where things really get, well, different. Now, let me start out by saying that Logan is a very pleasant person, but OMG, he really pisses me off! First of all, Logan is too pretty for such a small boy and secondly, OMG, just how different is Logan anyways? Oh, and thirdly, hah, he is smart enough to know where the lines are drawn!
I don’t think many of you would rate me as an 8 and certainly none of you would rate me as 9, but I’m absolutely certain that all of you would give me a boost if I had Logan’s eyes, nose and his backside view. By the why, that just might be a hint to, you know, find DianaDimples01 on Chang and throw out your opinion. And by another way, there is a rating menu in the upper right-hand corner of my homepage. You know, I’m just saying.
But, back to how different and how smart Logan is. Logan doesn’t come over a lot, but when he does, he knows exactly how to work the room and by the way, I think I’m the room in his eyes. He has never even paid all that much attention to me as Don, but he never misses a chance to fool around with me as Diana Dimples. That’s where his intelligence comes in because he never crosses any lines that may get him un-invited to my house. He has found his sweet spot and figured out that by helping Diana Dimples adjust her wig or adjust her stuffed bra won’t get her kicked out of the house. Logan has learned how to use his efforts to increase his welcomed invites any day the other guys sit down to play a game.
And believe me, all of this adds up to “different” and it just keeps growing. Again, I will admit my own issues and admit that Don has a habit of checking out Logan as he runs around my house role playing the servant to Scott and Todd. However, I will stand firm that Don Kane is not gay, but OMG, Logan has such a nice little bucket and has somehow figured out how to use it to his advantage.
If it didn’t seem so gay, I would actually ask Scott and Todd if they are tapping that, but that’s for another day, I suppose. I’m not saying I see any signs, but if they were ever going to go gay and have butt sex, well, Logan would be a great choice. Oh, and I’m just saying that as an observation and not as a desire.
It happened so slowly that I didn’t realize who owned who, as far as Logan and I were concerned. Over the past few weeks. I thought I owned him because I knew that every time he came over, I would get a look over, a straightening and whatever adjustments seemed appropriate for the moment. I mean, he was so subtle about it as he spun me around and made sure I looked my best as Diana Dimples. Little did I know that he was grooming me for future considerations and activities.
However, it struck me like a brick last week when he asked me to dress a certain way for his visit on Friday night. And even though I sat at my makeup table and realized that he was treating the next video tournament day as a date, I kept going. Oh, not a date like going out for an ice cream or something, but Logan made it clear that he wanted me to wear the blue and red sleepwear he found in my dresser drawer. I knew it was a setup, but I washed the PJ set anyways. But I was not in a panic. I knew that Logan was different, but I didn’t think of him as gay and the amount of attention that he paid to Diana Dimples was actually flattering.
However, that brick cracked my head wide open last night while I was at the clothing store in Hillsdale when I swiped my credit card through the card reader and the word “approved” popped up on the little screen. I know it said “approved”, but in my mind it said “owned” with a flashing picture of Logan in the background. Logan asked for a matching Red Raspberry lingerie set and he was getting it. Logan asked for more reasonable sized breast forms and he was getting them. And I’m not sure if this was different or normal, but Logan requested a leg garter that matched my PJ’s and he was getting it and somehow, I think he knew that leg garters come in three packs and that he could ask for another combination in the future without another run to the store. The crazy part was that I wasn’t even mad about any of it and I made the purchases with a smile on my face. Right, wrong or indifferent.
And believe me, when Friday night rolled around, I did my best to resist transforming into Diana Dimples to nip this spell in the bud. I even asked Scott what the chances of a few extra people showing up to play video games were in the hopes that extra people in the house would help me hang out as Don. That’s when Scott reminded me that I supported a normal Friday night so that Scott and Todd could discuss their Halloween plans with me. I did agree to that, but to me that conversation was going to take all of two minutes. I mean, planning a party for six video nerds and me wasn’t going to be all that difficult, right? To me, it was going to be snacks, ice tea and two makeup pencils and done, right? Well, all except for Logan, who requested a Robin costume and got one. Actually, I picked him up two Robin costumes, just in case. One with the standard tights for a boy and one that was meant for a girl that came with a skirt. I mean, Logan has never asked for anything from the fem world, but how cute would he be in a shiny green skirt, right?
Oh, I almost forgot. Logan asked me to look for a Wild Kitty Cat costume for me to wear at our upcoming Halloween. Because Logan asked for it, Logan got one or should I say I got one, which doesn’t mean I’m under his spell because it was, well, it was just so cute and befitting of my body type.
And just as I suspected, the Halloween party discussion only took a few moments, but with a small twist. Scott announced that he told the others that they had to wear a costume of some sorts, no matter how good or how bad, but it had to be a costume. After that, Todd volunteered me to be in charge of the food and beverages and that was it for the party planning meeting. Which was fine with me because I know where Scott keeps his spare cash, so buying the party favors and stuff wasn’t going to be a problem.
The problem for this Friday night was that Scott and Todd ended the party planning meeting by finding hidden weapons in the destroyed buildings and forgot that Logan and I were still there. What Logan didn’t forget was where my bedroom was and he followed me right into it.
“Did you want something Logan?”
“I want to know that you wore everything I asked for.”
“I’ve submitted to every request you ever made of me, so why would you think I wouldn’t continue that? You asked for Raspberry undies and I followed through. Are you taking pleasure in controlling me, Logan?”
“Show me your undies my precious and don’t forget to show me how neatly shaven you are, my pet.”
“Hey, you never asked me that before and I’m not prepared for that. However, you can approach me and take your peek at my undies to verify that I have 100% fulfilled obeyed.”
“So, we like each other, right?”
“You are quite captivating, but no peeking under my undies please. I haven’t shaved for a few days. You will forgive me, of course, right?”
“Will we be as dates at the Halloween party?”
“Diana Dimples has never even left the house before, let alone go on a date. However, you have become comfortable inside of my house, so I don’t think it would hurt if we hang out together, Logan.”
“And?”
“I promise that I will be closely shaven behind my leopard print bikini briefs. And back at you?”
“We will figure things out, you know, after our first date. Oh, by the way, you will kiss me on the cheek when I enter the house for the party.”
“And you will help me serve the guys their Miss Bea’s Hard Ice Tea?”
“Hah, watch what you ask for Diana Dimples. That will put us alone and together in the kitchen.”
Damn this little cute guy and his charms! I mean, oh holy snap, he’s right in my face and he’s checking out that I’m wearing the lingerie that he requested for sure, but he is peeking behind the waistband and damn it, his fingers don’t really need to be that deep in my panties to see my stubble! However, the little charmer somehow managed to find the exact spot where I had a small itch and his fingers came in handy.
“Did you want to say anything about what your fingers found down there, Logan? And we both know that I’m not talking about my stupid stubble, which I promise will never happen again.”
“No, there will be no humiliation today. Should we go see if the guys need a beer?”
“Probably, but could you scratch my itch for just a few moments more?”
“Do we get a private 30 minutes during the party?”
“You can’t spend the night, you know. The guys might have a problem with that. Wait, OMG, have the guys, OMG, do you let the guys do things to you?”
“I know that is what you think, but it’s not like that. So, are we attending the party as dates?”
“Diana Dimples will be happy to attend the party with Logan as well as that very important kiss at the door. However, after that I’m not sure that it will be good idea for to continue to date.”
“Oh, we probably won’t. You’re going to get mad at me when I cheat on you.”
“Wait a minute, you already know that you’re going to cheat on me before we actually have our first date? I’m confused.”
“I’m sorry, but it’s my destiny. I know that Don really likes my butt and I plan on presenting my bare bottom buns to him to do with what he pleases. Won’t it make you so mad when he releases on my buns or between my buns or anywhere else? Again, I’m sorry, but Don has it bad for me and he will never let it go until he lets it go all over my backside. Forgive me, you know, in advance?”
“Well, because you were so upfront and honest, I guess I can forgive you. However, what if Diana Dimples fights back and presents her open shirt and exposed bra, you know, while on her knees? I thought you might like it if you could ruin her bra with your desirable stuff?”
“And?”
“Diana Dimples has never witnessed a guy jacking off and Diana Dimples might lean in for a closer look, but no promises. Some say that make up sex is the best sex, Logan.”
Huh, what do you know? I’m pretty sure I just talked my way into a party date, a relationship breakup and some freaky circle jerk make up sex. Huh, what do you think of that?
However, on the other hand, OMG, Don would be in heaven if he could get a few minutes with those bare buns. And I can’t wait to tell him and I can’t wait to jazz it up a little by adding that there may be a chance for two times in one day, you know, if he drinks his power drink and stuff.
In other words, I have a few new items to add to the grocery list for tomorrow.
“Oh, one last thing before we go back to living room, Diana Dimples.”
“We’ve gone far enough for one night, Logan. I mean, the guys will be ready for a beer in one minute.”
“Hah, my little hypnotized pet, pull your PJ shorts back up, leave your PJ top unbuttoned and go serve the guys a beer. I’ll hide in the kitchen so you won’t be embarrassed.”
“Ugh, you mean that I should let my shirt swing open and expose my bra? To the guys?”
“You might remind Don that I do squats every day. They’re not only small, tight and nicely shaped, they got game, Diana Dimples.”
“If Don let’s an I love you slip out while he’s working back there, well, you will just take in stride, right?”
“Hah, I’ll throw that in your face as you know, you’re trying to win me back. Now go and show them new inserts off, Diana Dimples.”
Oh, holy submit snap, away I went, allowing my PJ top to flow to my sides and exposing my Raspberry red bra and what apparently a perfect size breast form for me. And it didn’t bother me at all, even though it was the biggest reaction I ever received from Scott and Todd and by that, I mean, what the hell? Are they screwing me with their eyes right now?
But I got through it, they got a fresh beer and neither of them asked me where I have been for the last 30 minutes. LOL, but their eyes sure did follow me for the 45 seconds it took me to walk between the kitchen and the living and back. Once I was back in the safety of the kitchen, I pulled out a pad of paper and started to work on my “to do” list for the week leading up to the Halloween party.
“Pet, what are you writing down?”
“Oh, you know, just a few things for the party. Things like Hard Ice Tea, Sub Sandwiches, razors and cream, don’t disappoint under the leopard print, save 30 private minutes, honey sugar scrub for someone’s butt cheeks, beer and you know, things like that.”
End Diana Dimples Revealed 01