When I have orientation play fantasies, I often run into a problem: I don't really want a guy to "fix me" or "fuck me straight" or anything else. Not even with things like hypnosis, brainwashing etc in those fantasies.
I want to feel like I've betrayed myself. If it's being forced upon me, that my body is betraying me by cumming as a man breeds me. If subversive elements like mental tricks are used, I want it to be explicitly a manipulation of me. I can keep going, but it ultimately comes down to one thing - I want to be forced to enjoy it.
Your cock isn't going to make me straight. What it is going to do is give me the most humiliating sexual experience of my life. That I came my brains out while a man was fucking me.
I also want him to know what he's doing. Know that I'm into other women. Know that I'm, as far as he's concerned, a lesbian. And yet he's still getting to use me. He's getting to make me perform for him. He's getting to cum in or on me. And no matter how much I protest, I can't stop the fact that this man made me cum; or made me so worked up that I behaved like a needy whore.
But importantly: once it's done, my orientation isn't changed. My preferences aren't changed. But now I'm going to have that memory of this event gnawing at me. Chewing at me. Making me feel guilty. Making me doubt myself. And it's going to consume me.
I don't want you to fix me, I want you to fucking break me.











