Oh my god! Have you ever wondered what it’s like to be a dildo? Well, let me start off by saying it’s no bed of roses! A dildo’s life is one of routine, adventure, and yes…lonely nights.
It all starts with production and a dash of snobyness. How one gets manufactured affects the totality of dildo life. A dildo must be made with the utmost precision to ensure desired results for the user. It also has to bring a certain level of style, allure, and exclusivity that draws people and sets it apart from the sea of competitors.
But production is just the beginning. Many of us dildos travel to stores around the world, giving us the opportunity to meet people who fancy us! We love being shown off, felt, touched, admired, and a tiny bit respected. It’s heartwarming to know that we bring joy. Sounds great, right? Not exactly. After all, being grabbed and used by the same stranger over and over can become a little tired.
And then comes the trips to bedrooms around the world. Oh yes, sex dolls the afternoons spent in pleasure palaces. No, not everyone uses us the way we want to be used. For instance, some of us brave ones were used to decipher new styles of satisfaction. Whether it be solace, delight, sadness or joy, it’s our job to bestow the emotion and create a lasting memory. But even after being used, the dreaded trip back to the nearest store and to start the process all over again can be emotionally draining.
Then there are the friends who can share in our experiences. We all come with the same purpose: to bring pleasure and satisfaction to people, but in different and unique ways. We are competitive with each other, of course, but it is all in good fun. Without our friends to talk to, shop owners would become our confidantes, and after cheesy pick up lines and undesirable propositions, that’s simply too much to bear.
Sometimes, people decide to share us with their kinky friends, and the joys of three-ways are great. Don’t get me wrong, there’s nothing wrong with being shared with friends, but we still are holy grails and therefore should be treated with respect. And there’s always the fear of being damaged, or even worse, never being used or selling. That would be real tragedy!
And finally, the loneliness of sleepless nights when we just lay there in the dark night, reflecting on our usage and adventures, is blissful. Hey, we dildos need time to think just like everyone else. After all, what’s our purpose? Is it to bring pleasure and fulfillment, or do we exist to find our own purposeful sense of satisfaction?
When you get down to it, being a dildo is a bit like being a superhero. We dedicate our lives to the service of others. We are sworn to help bring pleasure and satisfaction to those in need. Whether it be solace, delight, sadness or hidden fantasies, it’s always our pleasure to fulfill them. We keep our identities hidden from public view, but to a lucky few, we show off parts of ourselves that might surprise even ourselves. It’s quite a rush!