Is autogynephilia creepy?
Yeah, kind of… but let’s be honest, an enormous amount of the sexual dimension is. Think of the local beauty in my town, Maria, and the most beautiful guy, Jordi. When you think of this beautiful Catalan couple together you think of two exotic olive skinned beautiful young people and it’s all wholesome and feel.good vibes.
Then think about the old git, Pedro, who lives next to them with his yellowing teeth and a few strands of limp greasy hair who constantly fantasizes about Maria his neighbor: Same girl, same universal human drive, but in the hands of an old man, we see it as, quote unquote, ‘creepy’. Which should probably be your first indication that what we see as creepy is a little bit unfair. I mean, there’s billions of old people, and we basically expect them to do the decent non creepy thing and just stop sexually desiring young people. Spoiler alert: they don’t. So does that mean we have a billion and a half old creeps knocking around the planet?
And then of course we have an entire panoply of behaviors and sexual preferences which don’t even need to be inverted to become creepy. Only yesterday I was reading about feeders… men who intentionally get their wives fat for some of these men it’s not just because they have a fat fetish it’s something deeper than that some of them fantasize about making her so fat that she is bed bound, some of them fantasize about force feeding women. What about rape fantasies, and what about blood fetishes, and what about this, maybe old Pedro next door fantasizing about fucking Maria is creepy, but approximately 3 out of every 100 people fantasize about fucking Maria’s dog, yes, in most sexological surveys since Kinsey the average percent of people who report fantasizing about bestiality is approximately 3%. So is autogynephilia a bit creepy, yes, but creepy is everywhere.
But what is it about crossdreaming in particular which gives some people the creeps?
The fundamental reason is not because of guys being attracted to the idea of being a woman ( though I’m sure for some people… that is creepy), but because of an aspect which people don’t really talk about much. Basically, people with this sexual preference are not necessarily great novelists who dream up new females that they are attracted to the idea of being, they are attracted to the idea of being women who they know. Thus, if civilians stopped to think about it, which thankfully they don’t, they would realize that your average cross dreamer is fantasizing about being a colleague or friend or famous person they all know. I think you have to be lacking in empathy if you can’t see why that freaks some people out.
However, if you know me by now I’m not here to make you feel bad about yourself, quite the opposite so how should we think about the fact that our sexuality is a bit dodgy or at least seem so on paper.
The first thing I would say is that the very definition of being the most beautiful girl in the town or the high school or the workplace, that is to say the girl who the cross dreamer is most likely to attach his attraction to being, is that she knows everyone wants to be her. Truly beautiful women learn very early on about envy, worship, and desire. Every girl wants to be them and every guy desires them. So the narrative of wanting to be her is not alien either to her or the rest of the population who wish they could be person X. Unfortunately, though, we do have a slight problem which is that while everybody wants to be someone else, they don’t get a boner while they think about it.
Or do they? Why does every girl want to be her? Why does every guy wanna be James Bond, is it so they can save the world or is it so that they can mate with or marry whoever they want? So yes although they don’t lie in bed fantasizing in sexual details (the way a cross dreamer does), I would argue that deep deep down wanting to be someone is often a sexual thing And if you insist that there is just something about the way the cross dreamer does it that ‘is’ a bit creepy, then I would ask the town beauty this: we have two ugly dudes in our town one who fantasizes in a kind of dreamy girly way about ‘being’ you, the other fantasizes about ejaculating on your face. Which is more creepy, now?
However, that’s not really my main defense against creepiness. My main defense is that this form of sexuality exists and it has always existed and as long as you’re not calling yourself Buffalo Bill and creating a suit out of human skin, it doesn’t harm anybody. Therefore it belongs firmly in the camp of sexuality which the subject didn’t ask for and didn’t necessarily want, it was presented to him by Nature just as heterosexuality and homosexuality are presented to other people.
If we go round accusing people with certain sexual preferences they didn’t ask for of being creepy, then we are basically saying that they are congenital creeps and no matter who they are or what they do they’re just a creep. And by the same logic we must now go around all the population labeling people as perverts deviance sickos if they veer from vanilla heterosexuality. As there is pretty much nobody who is just 100% vanilla heterosexual free of all fetishes and weirdness, then basically we are just labeling the ‘whole’ entire population as creeps and pervs.
Basically, instead of calling each other out for our kinks and peculiarities, we need to learn about them. In this case, people need to recognize that autosexuality ‘is’ a thing – a sexuality where a human gets turned on by the thought of being someone or something else. Unfortunately, though, we can’t teach people exactly ‘how much’ of a thing because the entire phenomenon is largely ignored by society, sexologists, and even autosexuals themselves. So is autogynephilia creepy? Of course not: it is the most common form of autosexuality. It only seems creepy because we live in a society which is deficient in sexual education, dysfunctional in the way it thinks about sex, and disrespectful to any form of sexuality that isn’t conventional and vanilla. We live, therefore, in a sexual dystopia and it is ‘society’ that is creepy… not you, my beautiful friend.
