This is a thread for people to share stories of actual things that have happened to them, in front of them, or they helped someone else deal with in real life without fear of judgement and/or getting into trouble. I know that many people have various degrees of one fetish or another to cope with real life occurrences. Others have exciting stories they wish to tell, but worry about being caught out and harassed by friends/family. This is a place to relate those stories, no matter how big or small, detailed or basic, a place to unburden such things that weigh on us.29 posts omitted. Click reply to view.
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>be me>be US Marine>be deployed to Afghanistan>see combat but it's really nothing worth talking about>spend entire deployment rubbing one out to pregnant Anne Frank hentai I found on /d/ at least six times day>one day mid-deployment>Staff Sergeant walks into barracks while I'm taking a piss>sees pregnant Anne Frank pics on my laptop because I was dumb enough to leave it open>extremely awkward conversation of how I came to possess preggo hentai of a Holocaust victim and why exactly I find it extremely arousing ensues>get told that as long as I don't have CP, necrophilia, or footage of an actual rape (he implied the ANA did that), it's not that bad
Such is war in the 21st Century. No super-duper high-tech robot soldiers, no recording airstrikes on my iPhone, no hunting Mr. bin Laden in the caves of Afghanistan. Just me, sitting in the barracks, fantasizing about being a PTSD-afflicted post war Eugene Sledge and married to Anne Frank. Anne would comfort me after I woke up crying from a nightmare of having to lie dead still while Jap patrols walked right by me by telling me about how she had to do the same while the SS searched the room below her, all while the tears welled up in her eyes, being assaulted by horrible memories of her own. She would then strip off her nightgown, straddle me with her ready to pop belly rubbing into mine, and we would fuck like crazy while sobbing like lost children.
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>>8811>be in a military family>have cousins and nephews who served in Iraq and Afghanistan>all of them say they spent 99% of their time jerking off to porn>other 1% of the time is spent killing and/or raping civilians>mfw they still brag about getting those sweet, sweet government handouts
This is why America's military is a joke. We're funneling money into the pockets of a handful of serial murderers and thousands upon thousands of chronic masturbators. Sorry if this seems like a strange tangent, but your story highlights everything wrong with the armed forces.
Tbh tho, pregnant Anne Frank is surprisingly hot.
>>8813>other 1% of the time is spent killing and/or raping civilians
I didn't rape anyone :I
>We're funneling money into the pockets of a handful of serial murderers
Real talk: The Marine Raider Regiment (Corps equivalent of SEALs and Green Berets) are a bunch of fucking psychos according to the older NCOs in my unit. They had a unit literally called Task Force Violence and unsurprisingly blew away dozens of civilians in one engagement.
>but your story highlights everything wrong with the armed forces.
As much as it sucks a lot of the time, I really really fucking love it.
>Tbh tho, pregnant Anne Frank is surprisingly hot.Post too long. Click here to view the full text.