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Hello, my dear sweet kittens, my little pastries. My mom inv..
🕑 Added 2024-11-29 12:38:03 +0000 UTC Hello, my dear sweet kittens, my little pastries. My mom invited me to a café today 🥺🥺🥺❤️ Also, for the first time, I was actually glad that a fan unfollowed me. He was a man nearing 60, with kids, didn’t mention if he was married, and apparently had a wealthy estate. I interacted with him in my usual style—joking, sending stickers. When I found out he had horses, I even joked that I’d marry him (hopefully, it was obvious I was kidding).He said he’d read my posts, liked them, and commented on them. He used a lot of emojis, which makes me a bit uncomfortable when adults do it non-ironically. I can’t exactly pinpoint it, but something about this fan made me uneasy. He lacked vulnerability, playfulness, and sincerity. Everything subtly seemed to circle back to lust, though I can’t say that with 100% certainty—it was just a feeling.For example, there was a strange moment when he read my post about sexual fantasies and commented that he now had an erection in the office. He even referred to it as his “little friend” or something like that. My close fans who read that post messaged me, shared what they felt, what they related to or didn’t, and how those thoughts resonated with them. Everyone clearly understood that the post wasn’t about sex, genitals, or anything crude—it was about trauma, coping, and dreams. But here I was, handed an office erection.Another incident: while I was asleep, he sent me some kind of roleplay message about lying in bed with me, describing how his erection pressed against my backside. And apparently, this was meant to be serious. Now, I understand when fans I know well—fans I’ve discussed all sorts of things with—write silly, over-the-top, pornographic nonsense as a joke. It’s funny because we have mutual understanding and trust. Everyone who messages me knows I don’t do sexting—it’s even stated in my welcome message.But what he wrote felt like… an invasion of my personal space. It was gross because this person, who supposedly read my posts and knew who I was, still thought it was okay to send something like that. I tried to turn it into a joke and said, “Why are you writing this to a literal kid? I just wanted horses and for you to buy my photos.” He wished me luck and unfollowed me.I was left feeling confused and slightly contemptuous. As we say in Russian, he wanted to “sit on the dick and eat the candy.” My page has nude content—if that’s what interests you, just buy it. If I see you’re willing to spend money or pay for sexting, fine, I’ll do it. But for the love of God, don’t message me if you’re operating with the brain of a horny monkey, don’t see me as a person, and only throw in a few formal phrases to eventually shove your little gherkin my way.My fans know perfectly well that I chat with them completely free of charge. We discuss everything—music, cars, relationships, health. My fans are all ages, and we treat each other with warmth and kindness, sharing jokes and personal thoughts. Even those who regularly buy all my paid photos are incredibly polite, making me feel safe and motivating me to create more content.But this guy—an old man, old enough to be my father—virtually rubbing his erection on me while clearly not planning to spend a dime, even though he’s not in financial need? Why even write to me and waste my time? And worse, why lie about being able to read?
