tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-363112972009-11-14T07:07:17.356-08:00A blog about turning into the person I've always beenRiley K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07072127152809831349protectionblog@gmail.comBlogger150125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311297.post-87256077076892552782009-11-04T10:03:00.000-08:002009-11-04T10:31:41.220-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Look at this -<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/Snapshot-of-me-3-708374.png"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/Snapshot-of-me-3-708075.png" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div>I found this instant sub at Target, if a sale item runs out they print an instant substitute for a similar item, so budgeting folks can still get sale items. This one I found to be a little interesting/brutal, they're basically saying if Target's out of Poise Pads, the kind that goes in panties for mild incontinence, you can still get the bed pads, which are the giant "puppy pads" that you sleep on in case you have a leaky diaper. That's pretty bad, its like if they had a sale on tampons and they substituted them for shop towels. Anyway, just something I noticed, and something I could phone-post.<br /><br />Check out <a href="http://letsgetsrs.blogspot.com">letsgetsrs.blogspot.com</a>, there's some new stuff on there and look forward to a big post soon about my first hand experiences about my love/hate situation with Target...<br /><p><a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"><img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: middle;" /></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml">Subscribe in a reader</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311297-8725607707689255278?l=www.rileykilo.com'/></div>Riley K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07072127152809831349protectionblog@gmail.com3http://www.rileykilo.com/2009/11/grab-that-bucket.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311297.post-89896928119301767812009-11-02T14:35:00.000-08:002009-11-02T18:36:25.566-08:00<p>Hey there friends, this was brought to my attention -<br /></p><p><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q3FaEYuhAyA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q3FaEYuhAyA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></p><p>It's from Grey's anatomy, and has a couple pretty awesome diaper references... enjoy!</p><p>p.s. i made this whole post from my friends phone... awesome!<br /></p><p><br /></p><p><a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"><img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: middle;" /></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml">Subscribe in a reader</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311297-8989692811930176781?l=www.rileykilo.com'/></div>Riley K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07072127152809831349protectionblog@gmail.com6http://www.rileykilo.com/2009/11/greys-incontinence.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311297.post-6108057179101255182009-10-26T16:32:00.000-07:002009-10-31T12:32:37.624-07:00<p>Hey there friends, I had a drifter pull a a knife on me yesterday morning! I live in an area literally infested with homeless people, though I've become relatively friendly with these folks through some of my past jobs there's still random out-of-town or out-of-meth homeless people that think they can rob whoever they want, and clearly can. This post is about horrible-ness, just in time for Halloween.</p><p>I give coins to those who ask, more out of safety than philanthropy in a town where people get shot for not giving change. This town sucks, and I can't believe I'm still alive living here for so long with who I am. I had my $2500 camera and about 500$ worth of video equipment on me and luckily he didn't get that stuff. He got my wallet and cash as well as my jacket, but i'm fast and probably would have fought for that camera. Once he had his hands full of my stuff I ran for my dear life, got out of there, sprained my ankle and lived to see another day.He seemed cold, which almost makes me feel bad for him. ALMOST.</p><p><img src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/SQ1-724230.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 200px;" alt="" border="0" /></p><p>The worst part of it all, I was in Sacramento and was robbed on my way to the train station to visit Penny, relatively close to my house. We were planning to do the things me and Penny do together, and these things are as wonderful to do as they are to watch. But I got mugged, so I spent the day talking to the police and trying to piece together enough cash for rent, which is a significantly less fun than getting tied up, put into diapers and treated like a little sissy girl. I've spent most of today at the DMV, which is almost worse than fearing for your life at knifepoint. </p><p>SO anyway, I hate myself and I want to die. I doubt i'll be able to make rent this month on my own, my small family is broke due to the furloughs going on in gov. jobs in CA and I don't have anything of value to sell, I could sell my camera for maybe 100$, a camera I bought for $2500, damn you technology. This might be my last post for a loooooooooong time, my internet is most likely going to get shut-down until I can afford it.<br /></p><img src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/SQ2-746453.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" alt="" border="0" /><p>I've been horribly depressed since the mugging, I don't have enough money to pay for my hormones this month, let alone rent. Donations are greatly appreciated, videos, camshows, pics, anything will be reciprocated with even a small donation. Write me a direct Email at protectionblog@gmail.com for info and the donation link is right under my profile pic on your right, if you donate and leave your email, I'll get back to you asap.</p><p>So anyway, life is horrible for me, but a little angel emailed me today, a long-time friend of mine and a fellow diaper-girl, she was just lucky enough to be born with the right parts. I for a long-time didn't believe that there were tons of, if any, "real" AB/DL girls out there, but my friend proved me wrong. She is really so darling, the cutest little AB girl, and she said it was OK to post her stuff on here, but any requests for moar or any further information will be ignored, she's shy :P<br /></p><p style="text-align: left;">I'm really hoping I can make it until next month with a blog, and hopefully a roof over my head, and I'll miss this if I'm gone. So here's my very lovely friend, I might as well go out with a smile and some very cute pictures.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/SQ3-779414.jpg"><img src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/SQ3-779409.jpg" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" /></a> <img src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/SQ4-779440.jpg" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 200px;" border="0" /></p><p><a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"><img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: middle;" /></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml">Subscribe in a reader</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311297-610805717910125518?l=www.rileykilo.com'/></div>Riley K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07072127152809831349protectionblog@gmail.com3http://www.rileykilo.com/2009/10/give-me-your-wallet-motherfucker.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311297.post-83581938643998878022009-10-24T07:58:00.000-07:002009-10-24T12:23:08.569-07:00<p>I was having a lot of trouble naming this post. I was going to call it "in ways you might not understand" or "cute girl talks about bedwetting", but hopefully I can express the same feelings regardless. Anyway, here's a post by model/actress Patty Yu.</p><p><a href="http://cutebutdeadly.net/2009/10/i-dream-of-peeing/">http://cutebutdeadly.net/2009/10/i-dream-of-peeing/</a></p><p>She seems like a charming girl, a normal blogger person, lots of cute pics, swears, worldly and open minded. I've been big on thesis statemements lately, so here goes... The level of open communication found on the internet today redefines the standards of humility. Actually, I don't really like that, it sounds a little uptight. Lets just say, since blog culture came around average people are less prude and more open about themselves online. That still doesn't come across right, I'll just go with my original one... Where the hell would you find this kind of content in 1998?</p><p>This is one of the many posts that gets passed around the AB/DL and "wet" scene, the <a href="http://wetset.net/">wetset</a> if you will. We like hearing about this kind of thing, its a mix of voyeurism, innocent curiosity and downright perversion. I used to get a lump in my throat , sweaty palms and other signs of nervous fascination whenever wetting of any kind came up, from "i'm going to pee my pants if you don't pull over" to just casual mentions of wearing diapers for convenience like during Lord of the Rings or a road trip. I even had a friend from high school who was a horrible, horrible drunk, and she would wet the bed/floor/bathtub/stairs all the time. My friends would joke about it and give her a hard time, even talk about putting her in diapers, but they put her in rehab instead.</p><img src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/4189-682x1024-718539.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px; " /><p>I felt a mental tug-of-war about my friend, and I'm going to have to explain myself through the only means I can, I would have trouble telling a stranger about this to their face, even if they asked nice. But i'm blogging, so yeah, like many of the people reading this, I'm"into" wetting either intentionally or unintentionally, I like wetting my panties and diapers and generally like media concerning that. You have to enjoy it to truly understand it, but luckily i think I'm preaching to the right choir. On the other hand, I like all that stuff in the privacy of my home, and do it safe, sane, sober and consensual. I rarely even wet diapers when i'm out just due to my horrible fear of leaking, even if i know i'm safe, especially at work. To your right is Ms. Yu's self-proclaimed "I need to pee" look.</p><p style="text-align: left;">My friend didn't like wetting herself, she did because she had a serious drinking problem. Totally not what i'm into, like handicapped folks, seniors or anyone else who doesn't want to wear diapers but has to. It's what I consider the depressing diaper stuff, the stuff you mentally block out, the difference between a package of Depends in your grandmothers bedroom (depressing) or the same package in my nursery (awesome). Yes, it's like that, and we probably used the same coupon. I have become very experienced in blocking out that reality, I've cared for the elderly and it can really get you down, but you have to realize thet they are 2 very seperate things. On a positive note, all of the diaper changes i've done have been with people over drinking age, so at least I don't have to block out the unpleasantness that parents do. Oh, and just to cover all basis, I think my overall love of diapers would improve if I had to care for a domesticated chimpanzee.</p><p>Regressing into incontinence or choosing to wear 24/7 to become reliant is a great way to express love of diapers and is totally OK in my book, might even be a dream of mine someday, I know it is of some of you out there. Another thing about my friend, she was a real person, flesh and blood to me, not a story or a model in a video or a random blogger. I like looking at pictures of girls wetting the bed because it falls in my AB/DL regression guidelines, but when its right in front of your face its not so glamorous. Unfortunately, most real-life stuff falls into the depressing category.</p><p>There is another category, I guess it would be the "silly" category, that includes times like <a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2990769760066273379fiQFgV?vhost=good-times">this</a> where girls wear diapers for silly reasons, Halloween/dares etc. I feel bad for the girls that get their pics reposted over and over, and the guys that try to contact them are generally awful representations of the AB/DL community and uber-creepy. But in the the end it is just silliness and it seems pretty harmless, as long as everyones legal and <i>the word of the day</i>, consensual. </p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>The Verdict:</b></p><p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/WetJeans3-733977.jpg"><img src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/WetJeans3-733936.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 200px; " /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/WetJeans2-769441.jpg"><img src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/WetJeans2-769409.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px; " /></a><p style="text-align: center;">Ms. Yu's post is silliness, but it also shows that blogging allows a new level of freedom of expression and as a result, free content, and we all like free content.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>What have we learned?</b></p><p style="text-align: center;">People are getting more openminded, but only a small percentage of the world gets comfy happy love feelings when they think about wearing diapers, and to the rest it's a worst case scenario. We diapered folks need to stick together, look good and work towards a positive image, and maybe someday...</p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>There Will Be No Shame in Wearing a Diaper!</b></p><p><a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"><img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" /></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml">Subscribe in a reader</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311297-8358193864399887802?l=www.rileykilo.com'/></div>Riley K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07072127152809831349protectionblog@gmail.com2http://www.rileykilo.com/2009/10/this-blogosphere-is-founded-on-honesty.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311297.post-20868569896499892742009-10-20T05:57:00.000-07:002009-10-20T17:08:21.309-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Hey there friends and fans! Though the video explains most of the following, I felt like writing a bit... so here's the video -</div><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HAplbQxRTts&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HAplbQxRTts&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span></p><p>I recently purchased some <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Kotex</span> Personals, a disposable <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">panty</span> made to add protection to pads and tampons. It isn't really a diaper, it's basically a Depend Pull-Up with no absorbent material. We're talking like 1993 for this, and it seems like it wasn't terribly popular, but pants had higher waists back then so it at least got a chance. The packaging is pretty retro as you can see... my camera's been having issues, so sorry I don't have good pics, I got this picture from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Ebay</span> where you can actually find a couple places to buy it. I also really like these Ebay pictures where folks just don't bother photoshopping it, it kinda looks like a lifetouch portrait or a prom picture.</p><p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/065602-755021.jpg"><img src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/065602-755018.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a></p><p>I know I'll eventually get SRS, and I'm kinda glad I won't have to deal with "all that", I simply won't have the parts that make that happen. I remember hearing somewhere "Enduring the pain of childbirth qualifies a woman as a mother", and in that case, maybe the pain of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">menstruation</span> i what qualifies someone as a woman.</p><p>This train of thought, clearly, is complete bullshit. 1st off, the "pain of motherhood" thing came from a mid-seventies book called 'The Homosexual Agenda' and was made as an example of why gays shouldn't adopt. Secondly, I have friends that have been on birth control for so long they almost never had the experience of a period. I hear from my female friends fairly frequently that I'm lucky to not have to deal with "all that", but SRS is going to be pretty intense, so maybe we even each other out. </p><p>I've always thought the reason why there seems to be less female diaper lovers than male is due to not being able to make the mental disconnect of diapers from "feminine hygiene products". That sentence didn't come across half as well as I wanted it to, but if I were to write a thesis on the matter it would go something like this "A key desire in Adult Baby/Diaper Lover lifestyle is losing control of genitalia related functions similar to what every genetic woman experiences with puberty" That's probably why I don't go to college, because I'd write thesis's like that.</p><p>Maybe I'm missing out on a part of womanhood, but I'm not trying to be like other women, I'm trying to be myself and have my own unique experience, but I will always wish to have grown up as a girl. I guess <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">that's</span> what my interest in regression is all about, I get to be the little girl I never got to be. I was a pretty unhappy child, I didn't show it too much but I always felt heavy, sad, nervous, but when I regress I'm happy with the world. Granted, I'm a happy person outside of little-girl mode (not so much lately, but things always get better?), reliving bits of childhood as a little girl brings a feeling that is a little more special than your everyday happiness, the same kind of happiness I expect to feel from falling in love or accomplishing something of worth, two things that I've yet to do. </p><p>So lets go over some things...</p><p>Regression is good and healthy? Check. </p><p>Lucky to not have to deal with all the cramps and bloating and "all that"? Check. </p><p>Would I deal with it and more if it was part of the transition? Absolutely. </p><p>I'm starting to experience some of the negative "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">achey</span>" things about being a girl, but its all worth it, I'm sure it'll all be good in the end. Enjoy the video, thanks for reading! </p><p><a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"><img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" /></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml">Subscribe in a reader</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311297-2086856989649989274?l=www.rileykilo.com'/></div>Riley K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07072127152809831349protectionblog@gmail.com5http://www.rileykilo.com/2009/10/personal-effects.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311297.post-8767846674781765492009-10-08T07:38:00.000-07:002009-10-08T07:41:23.833-07:00<p>My youtubes been disabled, flagged down for spam. Some of my videos are still up, but I need to make a new one... lame! </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/35Zb3FSXzNU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/35Zb3FSXzNU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span></p><p>Here's a happy story for all the little ones who could use a bit of inspiration. Enjoy!</p><p>Next Up: Where The Wild Things Are! </p><p><a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"><img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" /></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml">Subscribe in a reader</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311297-876784667478176549?l=www.rileykilo.com'/></div>Riley K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07072127152809831349protectionblog@gmail.com3http://www.rileykilo.com/2009/10/flagged.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311297.post-39568284822063291202009-10-06T22:41:00.000-07:002009-10-07T00:09:29.127-07:00<p>I know this isn't much of a post, or much of an update, or much of anything for that matter. But it is funny, so here it is.</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div><div style="text-align: center;"><div><object width="480" height="332"><param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x2luj&amp;related=0"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x2luj&amp;related=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="332" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"></embed></object><br /><b><br /></b></div></div></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">No matter how many times I watch this, I will never understand it. </span></b></div><p><a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"><img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" /></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml">Subscribe in a reader</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311297-3956828482206329120?l=www.rileykilo.com'/></div>Riley K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07072127152809831349protectionblog@gmail.com1http://www.rileykilo.com/2009/10/pillsbury.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311297.post-5603044276916754312009-10-01T01:39:00.000-07:002009-10-01T01:59:17.207-07:00<p style="text-align: center;">New! The Kotex pictures turned out awful, I'll do scans of them later. I'm heading to San Diego for the weekend for a... wait, why aren't you reading my other site? Moar stuff there.</p><p style="text-align: center;">There's stuff here though also, enjoy!</p><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7OZLR6nOiJw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7OZLR6nOiJw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Also, <a href="http://www.mistresstrainshersissy.com/">MistressTrainsHerSissy.com</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311297-560304427691675431?l=www.rileykilo.com'/></div>Riley K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07072127152809831349protectionblog@gmail.com3http://www.rileykilo.com/2009/10/omg-new.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311297.post-15991845345437923222009-09-23T10:30:00.000-07:002009-09-28T00:00:58.223-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">I guess the whole purpose of this post is to explain why I like<span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >bondage</span>.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/cincybondage1-752980.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 161px;" src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/cincybondage1-752977.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /> I'm not a fetishist in the sense that I don't NEED anything to enjoy romance/sex. Most of the sex I've ever had has been vanilla, all of the ''relationships'' I've been in have been with people much less kinky than my very kinky self. Before coming out about being transgendered and AB/DL, I dated more than I do these days. I go months without sex, I'm relatively happy by myself, sexually and mentally. <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I do get lonely</span></span>.<br /><br /> That's not what this post is about, this is about how much I like being tied up. I at one point was a strong practitioner of <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Self Bondage</span> but have somewhat lost interest in that. It's lost the thrill after I've done it enough times, and it's kinda hard to take it seriously. I've used some tactics such as freezing keys in ice cubes and using combination locks in a dark room, so I have to wait for the sun comes up to unlock my bounded self. It's fun, but without a partner it does get a bit boring. Adding diapers to the equation makes it much more interesting...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/cincybondage2-753058.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/cincybondage2-753014.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /> I think many of us who share the same "interests" or "kinks" as I do (bondage, AB/DL etc) fantasize about not having control, especially when it comes to using our diapers. Ideally this would be achieved through a 24/7 diaper regiment and tons of dedication. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/cincybondage3-743496.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/cincybondage3-743470.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> For those of us that have not attempted, failed, or are currently going through that process, bondage can be a lovely alternative. Though I don't have hardly any experience with experienced partners, the times I have been tied up have been amazing. I love the helpless feeling, the attention, the mystery of whats going to happen next, and the relaxing feeling of an utter lack of responsibility.<br /><br />I generally use the term "SubSpace" to describe this feeling, its like a mix of riding your bike down a big hill and falling asleep with a teddy bear in your arms. I cried a bit to myself when I was first tied up by another person, diapered in my crib, but it was just a little whimper and made me feel better. I'm blessed with a vivid imagination, and when I'm bound or even just in little girl mode I can kinda astral project to watch myself, and seeing myself this way only solidifies the subspace I'm in. I don't have to be bound, just the right attire or setting can trigger this meditative state. As far as I can tell, this is as close as a person as skeptical and, dare I say, nihilistic, as myself can get to actually meditating, even breaching on the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Transcendental_Meditation">transcendental</a>. I'm not a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nihilism">total nihilist</a>, I'm a sunny-side up nihilist, there are no absolutes and everything is subjective, but as a society and as individuals we should learn all we can, have a great time and be damn sure not to take advantage of anyone. It's this mindset that allows me to explore both ends of the spectrum, both pain and pleasure, fear and comfort, love and loneliness. The hurt makes the healing, and vice-versa.<br /><br /> This is a recollection of my past experiences with bondage, training and humiliation. Thanks for looking back with me, now it's time to look forward. I've been playing around, testing the waters, and now it's time for some <a href="http://www.mistresstrainshersissy.com/">real experiences</a>.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/cincybondage4-794818.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/cincybondage4-794794.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>You'll be hearing from me soon :)<br /></div><p><a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"><img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: middle;" /></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml">Subscribe in a reader</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311297-1599184534543792322?l=www.rileykilo.com'/></div>Riley K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07072127152809831349protectionblog@gmail.com4http://www.rileykilo.com/2009/09/tuff-love.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311297.post-31508647779154169992009-09-21T13:53:00.000-07:002009-09-21T16:10:45.570-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">Check out this diaper <a href="http://www.starryideas.net/">StarryIdeas.net</a> sent me, it's cloth, has a pretty pattern and was made just for me :) I'm going to be doing a video about it to show you how to put it on, but I wanted to give you a little preview first. This leads into my next post... Cloth or Disposable?<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/starrycloth-776749.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 263px;" src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/starrycloth-776745.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><p><a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"><img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: middle;" /></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml">Subscribe in a reader</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311297-3150864777915416999?l=www.rileykilo.com'/></div>Riley K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07072127152809831349protectionblog@gmail.com3http://www.rileykilo.com/2009/09/starry-ideas.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311297.post-2281157146353419012009-09-14T12:30:00.000-07:002009-09-21T16:11:26.325-07:00I had a little dream last night...<p>The breeze is one of the strongest memories, I wasn't wearing panties and I felt cold. I was in a non-descript white room (nursery?) and I could feel I was wearing a dress just by the fabric touching my legs, a Tena diaper magically put itself on me while I was standing, all I could remember was wetting it. I woke up much later, cold. I wasn't wearing a diaper and haven't worn very often lately, its hard to enjoy it when I'm as stressed out as I've been the last month or so. I was just wearing a now very-soaked night shirt and panties, I wrapped up all my sheets, took a shower and cried a little bit, but in a good way. I put a diaper on with lots powder and grabbed my teddy-bear and slept on the couch under the glow of the TV. I'm a happy girl, I wet the bed and need my diapers now and then, that's all :) </p><p style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/naturaltag-708432.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 217px;" src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/naturaltag-708429.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></p><p><a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"><img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: middle;" /> </a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml">Subscribe in a reader</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311297-228115714635341901?l=www.rileykilo.com'/></div>Riley K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07072127152809831349protectionblog@gmail.com5http://www.rileykilo.com/2009/09/dream-little-dream.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311297.post-29475994686001845892009-09-10T20:31:00.000-07:002009-09-21T16:12:38.019-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/PinkPampersthecutestTAGGED-708250.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/PinkPampersthecutestTAGGED-708244.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/PinkPampers_2-741966.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/PinkPampers_2-741962.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/DiaperLingerie6-791472.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/DiaperLingerie6-791468.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/DiaperLingerie5-791439.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/DiaperLingerie5-791434.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/diaperlingerie3-768391.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/diaperlingerie3-768388.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/DiaperLingerie2-768371.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/DiaperLingerie2-768367.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/AEgirl2-742749.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/AEgirl2-742744.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/AEgirl1-742721.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/AEgirl1-742716.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><3><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"><img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: middle;" /></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml">Subscribe in a reader</a></p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311297-2947599468600184589?l=www.rileykilo.com'/></div>Riley K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07072127152809831349protectionblog@gmail.com7http://www.rileykilo.com/2009/09/lazytown.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311297.post-73336534747967547162009-08-31T17:28:00.000-07:002009-09-21T16:37:46.736-07:00<p>Hey there friends! My roommate just self-birthday presented one of those $249 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Xbox</span> 360s, and I just played Guitar Hero 5 last night, this post is almost entirely about that.</p><p>Its a pretty big improvement over the last one graphically, the people look like people, and it has that smooth frame blending that makes it look real. It's also improved in frustration prevention, like being able to change your difficulty during a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">setlist</span> and a party mode where players can drop in and out, but its pretty much just the same Guitar Hero stuff. I don't know if <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">i'm</span> getting more feeble in my years or what, but it seems to be getting harder and harder as the series goes on and some of the songs are totally repetitive.<br /></p><p>I've always been a bigger <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">RockBand</span> fan, and I'm really looking forward to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">RockBand</span> Beatles. I would have considered that blasphemous when I was younger and more pretentious, but no <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">i'm</span> just excited, and it got the Paul McCartney seal of approval. <img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/wtb/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" />What I do consider a little tasteless is in Guitar Hero 5 Kurt Cobain is a playable character, and seeing his effigy singing <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tVP0b8qvZg8">Jimmy Eat World's ''the middle''</a> can't be unseen, it looks dead-on like him. He's wearing a <a href="http://kingmike.net/blog/uploaded_images/zHiHowAreYouOrig11x17Postermed-737659.jpg">Hi! How Are You</a> shirt, which validates it about halfway. Hopefully a whole new batch of people will explore <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daniel_Johnston">Daniel Johnstons</a> music, but its kinda clear in the whole of Kurt Cobain's work that he doesn't want to be a puppet, and they went and literally made him a puppet, he can sing any song in the game or <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">downloadable</span> content and i'm not looking forward to seeing him sing iCarly or Hannah Montana : (<br /></p><p>Also, It's not out until tomorrow, and I played it at a friends house who was struck by lightning and has been getting games early ever since. Below is my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">gamertag</span>, add me as a friend if you'd like!<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><iframe src="http://gamercard.xbox.com/RileyKilo.card" width="204" frameborder="0" height="140" scrolling="no">&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;RileyKilo&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;/span&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;</iframe><br /></p><p>I don't have Gold yet, but I've had this same profile for a while. I don't have a headset or keypad, so email me if you want to say hello. You might see me on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">RockBand</span> 2, or Call of Duty 4 or 5. There's also Team Fortress on the Orange Box, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">i've</span> had trouble finding games but I used to love <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">TFC</span>.<br /></p><p>This is a nice little treat after the crazy month I've had, its starting to settle down so expect to hear more from me very soon. Hope all is well out there, much love!</p><p>p.s. check out this achievement... OVER 9000!</p><p style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/xboxriley-756084.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/xboxriley-756081.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a></p><p><a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"><img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: middle;" /></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml">Subscribe in a reader</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311297-7333653474796754716?l=www.rileykilo.com'/></div>Riley K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07072127152809831349protectionblog@gmail.com9http://www.rileykilo.com/2009/08/fake-plastic-instruments.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311297.post-9541415987196690882009-08-22T17:00:00.000-07:002009-09-21T16:14:18.008-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">I was in Cincinatti and found this UnderJams pack. The diapers inside was the usual design, but the pictures of the underjams on the outside were different. That eagle seems kinda close to desecrating the flag, depending on your feelings that's a good or bad thing. Anyway, quick post, more stuff soon.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/UnderJams2009-743970.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/UnderJams2009-743963.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div><p><a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"><img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: middle;" /></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml">Subscribe in a reader</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311297-954141598719669088?l=www.rileykilo.com'/></div>Riley K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07072127152809831349protectionblog@gmail.com5http://www.rileykilo.com/2009/08/puppies-and-eagles-should-avoid-my.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311297.post-68644698119480137462009-08-16T11:17:00.000-07:002009-09-21T16:15:45.331-07:00We buried a friend in Cincinnati, my old middle school crew and a hundred crying family members. I still know some people from middle school but haven't seen the friend in mention since 04. He moved to Ohio for the later part of High-School, I would see him log onto <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">IM</span> but never messaged, I was so sure we had grown apart that I didn't try to reconnect. When I got the call that he had committed suicide, I was asked to join his family at his funeral in Cincinnati. I guess his parents didn't know how little we were in contact, maybe it just meant a lot to his parents to have people they remember from his childhood around, I was always very polite at birthday parties.<p> He didn't know I was trans or AB/<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">DL</span> or what music i was into or anything current, he was always very conservative and with him is where I learned to gut and clean a deer, something I've been trying to forget since. For the 5 days I was there I looked like a sharp young man, a funeral for a friend is one of those times where expressing myself isn't important. It was the first time in years, and maybe in my entire life where I was perceived as a man, it felt new and strange, like cross-dressing. I got my suit out of my moms garage and borrowed a tie, kept my pitch low and let my facial hair grow out. On the positive side, I got the ego boost of flirty looks from the local girls and some rock-star treatment due to my tight-jeans California hipster looks and my indie filmmaker reputation.<br /></p><p>All of us grew out of our god-fearing child hood except the family of my friend, the services were long and unrepresentative of the person I knew, and for the theologically uninformed, Catholics don't look kindly on suicide. I don't know why he did it, maybe he didn't think he'd actually do it, or maybe he wanted to see how it feels, to have all that pain and then nothing. In middle school we used to talk about how curious we were about seeing heaven, how it would feel and what it would be like, if we were good enough to get in or if it even exists. We used to think of ways to kill ourselves on accident or just die for a few minutes so we wouldn't go to hell but we could still see death, it was always kind of a joke, but with a eerie bit of seriousness about it. On that note, I'm really glad I don't ponder god or the afterlife very often anymore, I'm purely <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Que_Sera,_Sera_%28Whatever_Will_Be,_Will_Be%29">Que <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Sera</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Sera</span></a>, I don't have any knowledge or control over god or the afterlife, therefore it will be what it will be. Be a good person because your a good person, not because you're going to get something for it, be it karma or heaven.<br /></p><p>After the service and the painful wake, I went out with the guys, watched them throw beers into the river and punch the iron girders of the bridge he walked off of. We got stinking drunk and I had my shoulder cried on by strangers and old friends, brothers fought and made up and some good times were remembered. I stayed for a few days due to a chartered flight, his father was a pediatrician who specialized in critical cancer patients, which explains flying out all his old friends and the ivory casket. It would be tough to have a dad with a depressing job like that, to understand death so early and always have that dark cloud above you, and being born with money I'm sure leaves people with the feeling of nothing to look forward to. Here I am blaming someone, damn grief cycle.<br /></p><p>I think I've talked about this enough to have purged whatever needed purging, please no condolence emails or anything, you don't have any idea who this person was, and never will. I've been to many funerals in my time, and death has always been a curiosity for me. I hope I can go a year without one, and why does it always rain? With everything else going on in my life this was a shock, I realize it would have been best for my mental, emotional and financial state to stay home, but I felt like I had to go. I've been so happy lately with the hormones, I needed something to get to me, I'm over balling up sadness and pain, I needed to cry and hug my teddy bear. Things have felt different since coming back, I'm still happy and content, I just feel a little older. This whole experience just goes to show, if life gives you lemons, someone you know might die.<br /></p><p><a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"><img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: middle;" /></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml">Subscribe in a reader</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311297-6864469811948013746?l=www.rileykilo.com'/></div>Riley K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07072127152809831349protectionblog@gmail.com3http://www.rileykilo.com/2009/08/cold-water-dead-deer-and-lemons.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311297.post-25016270307359776222009-08-15T11:17:00.000-07:002009-09-21T16:16:39.740-07:00<p>You know when a new <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">rollercoaster</span> opens and a radio station gets chumps to ride over and over again, only stopping to chug warm mountain dew and spaghetti-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">o's</span> until <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">everyone's</span> covered in chunder? Well, that's what my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">life's</span> felt like, and I'm on one of those little breaks. Let me explain the last month of my life, which rhetorically is starting to seem like the first.<br /></p> <p>I started hormones on July 15<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">th</span>, haven't felt anything significant yet after a month, but I didn't expect to. I started my new blog, <a href="http://letsgetsrs.blogspot.com/">letsgetsrs.blogspot.com</a> to a wave of negative reviews from tons of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">douchebags</span> that would be <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">douchebags</span> regardless of what they do in life, and happened to end up in the transgendered community. I'm not going to stop writing and I can push past the negativity gracefully, I just need a second to digest after I ate all those ugly words. I read all my E-mails and like Ringo Starr, I try to (eventually) answer every last one of them, except the hateful, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">underaged</span> or unintelligible ones, but I still have to read the bad ones.<br /></p> <p>Starting hormones meant stopping smoking cigarettes and drinking alcohol, which I was pretty bad about before I started. The first wave of excitement of the hormones made quitting super easy, and the various cravings only come up in social situations. It's terribly true that addiction stems from something beyond just a desire to get high, the second I had that prescription slip all my drug desires seemed to melt away. I had a touch of a relapse after a wake in Cincinnati, the circumstances permitted but I'm afraid something like that could really kill me, I've always been able to hold my liquor but the hormones change everything. My mind seems clearer now and I look back on how crappy and hopeless I used to feel all the time and I'm happy I'm away from that stuff.<br /></p><p>I posted about my job recently, but took it down due to my nervousness about being open with some of the more personal details of my life. In early June I worked the last day at the electronics store that was paying my rent, I was sick of the threats, harassment and hostility, it became unsafe for me to come into work. I started hormones with my health-care just before it got cut-off, so my check-ups and hormones are going to be much more expensive this month. Luckily, I've got a great resume and I'm a damn fine employee so I was re-hired at a retail store I had worked before, at a brand new location. I started on the 9<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">th</span> of this month, and am getting decent hours, but I don't get paid until the 28th. I'm actively searching for a better job, I'm making just above minimum, it's pretty hard to get hired as a transgendered person even here in liberal California, but I'm sure I'll get lucky and find the right office.<br /></p><p>I'm also considering starting school later this month, at this point it's a no because I can't really afford to do it and live at the same time, but I think going now would be really positive. I dropped out of college after 9 weeks, I took G.E. classes and had no desire to be there. I've always planned to go into video/film, and I'm good friends with one of the film teachers at the local college. I have a few more days to sign up for classes and I've already chosen a nice schedule of classes, I just don't know if I should wait until next term when I can go more financially comfortable. Ugh, figuring out what to do in life is tough, especially if you don't have the advantage of a bankroll.<br /></p><p>On top of all that, and the main reason why you haven't gotten a decent update in a few weeks, I've had this pretty barbaric <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Emachine</span> PC for the last year after my 3.4 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">athlon</span> motherboard and processor fried, I migrated to this lesser PC and I'm really surprised how much I can do with it. Anyway, my 500 gig <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">HD</span> that I upload videos to has a loose mini-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">usb</span> port so I can't do anything with it until I tear it apart, I had back-ups of all the good stuff but I don't have access to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">alot</span> of my data. The worst part is my processor fan on the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Emachines</span> went out and my computer ran over night without a fan and without me noticing. I woke up the day after coming back from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Cincinnati</span> to a nasty <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">burning</span> smell and a crazy hot heat sink. Its not starting anymore, and I really need to get a new computer. I'm writing this on my roommates ancient laptop.<br /></p><p></p><p></p><p>Life has been full of ups and downs, I still feel happy, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">girly</span>, and positive. Donations are appreciated more now than ever, you'll get a private video and can make anything you'd like, I still have some diapers to send to special <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">donors</span> as well, and I can send you my Yahoo chat address and we can chat on cam if you'd like to. Thanks for reading and sorry for not getting back sooner but don't fret little ones, I haven't left you!<br /></p> <p></p><p><br /></p><p><a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"><img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: middle;" /></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml">Subscribe in a reader</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311297-2501627030735977622?l=www.rileykilo.com'/></div>Riley K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07072127152809831349protectionblog@gmail.com3http://www.rileykilo.com/2009/08/where-ive-been-and-what-ive-seen.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311297.post-26724137351514285232009-08-14T14:38:00.000-07:002009-09-21T16:17:58.092-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Good to be back :)<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/DressingPinkshirt7-788627.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; 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Very nice guy, modest.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/rileyandpicardo-794668.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 170px;" src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/rileyandpicardo-794629.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/DiaperLingerie-708742.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.rileykilo.com/uploaded_images/DiaperLingerie-708707.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I've been a part of this film festival since its conception and it's gotten progressively more and more swanky. I was looking very cute, mixed and mingled at a classy bar, I've been involved in everything from having my short film featured to running discussions to cleaning the popcorn machine. I had a good time, but my body is feeling the alcohol, i kinda fell off the wagon last night, I haven't drank since I started the hormones. I dated one of the festival directors, we've got a love/hate relationship and theres good deal of hostility but we keep it cordial. There was a decent chance I was going to sleep with him last night, I feel bad that I didn't but would have felt worse if I did, I've known him since I was 14, I think him, free cocktails and insecurities lead me to this nasty hangover, and I can't mentally or physically afford to do that anymore. I haven't posted in a week, i'm overwhelmed by the internet right now, getting more negative feedback than I expected from my new site. Them's the bricks, more stuff soooooooooon<br /><br /></div><br /><p><a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"><br /></a><a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311297-6942647428276186928?l=www.rileykilo.com'/></div>Riley K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07072127152809831349protectionblog@gmail.com11http://www.rileykilo.com/2009/07/weak.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311297.post-90017878278775897012009-07-18T14:11:00.001-07:002009-09-21T16:43:15.609-07:00<p>Pretty sure that means 2 new videos. I've gotten a few emails expressing concern about me stopping this site, I guess I didn't make it clear enough. RileyKilo.com is super-important to me, as are all the little diapered boys and girls and mommies and daddies that read it. It's not going away anytime soon. Enjoy the reviews, more stuff soon, my wrists are starting to hurt from all this typing!<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LmBNwRuFJL8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LmBNwRuFJL8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"></embed></object></p><p style="text-align: center;"><object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U_M8Vir7hRs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U_M8Vir7hRs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"></embed></object></p><p><a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"><img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: middle;" /></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml">Subscribe in a reader</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311297-9001787827877589701?l=www.rileykilo.com'/></div>Riley K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07072127152809831349protectionblog@gmail.com9http://www.rileykilo.com/2009/07/dos-videos-nuevo.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311297.post-47889901543020880492009-07-15T23:15:00.000-07:002009-09-21T16:25:43.230-07:00<p>I have something to confess to everyone, I've been keeping it secret for so long...<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">I'm <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Transgender">transgendered</a>.</span><br /></p><p>I'm finally doing something about it... The last few days have been amazing, I've been happy, confident and everything has gone swimmingly. I was prescribed 2mg <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Estradiol">Estradiol</a> tablets, one a day. I took my first one today, so I'm officially on <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hormone_replacement_therapy_%28male-to-female%29">HRT</a>! It takes months to start seeing any physical changes, and there are some side effects to it, but I'm really healthy and learning how to take really good care of myself, like a girl should. I've been thinking about this seriously for almost 4 years, and I've finally started it, I'm really happy, my emoticon use has exponentially increased :)<br /></p><p>I've started a new blog, <a href="http://letsgetsrs.blogspot.com">Let's Get SRS</a>. It's going to be a diary of my transition, how I'm feeling, stories, a progressive picture set of my physical changes, videos and just normal fun bloggy kind of stuff. I've just started it, so be gentle on the design, I'm still learning! Expect tons of updates right here, and I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for all the love I've gotten from the readers of this site, thank you. Now here's a video!</p><p style="text-align: center;"><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y_tVY74QSvc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y_tVY74QSvc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><span style="font-size:180%;"><a href="http://letsgetsrs.blogspot.com"><br /></a></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><a href="http://letsgetsrs.blogspot.com">letsgetsrs.blogspot.com</a></span><br /></p><p><br /></p><br /><p><a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"><img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: middle;" /></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml">Subscribe in a reader</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311297-4788990154302088049?l=www.rileykilo.com'/></div>Riley K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07072127152809831349protectionblog@gmail.com14http://www.rileykilo.com/2009/07/lets-get-srs.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311297.post-36012623413257610252009-07-13T13:45:00.000-07:002009-09-21T16:25:43.231-07:00<p>Today's a big day for me, at 2:45 I'm going in for what will hopefully be the doctors appointment where I get my Estradiol prescription. I have a clean bill of mental health from my therapist and am getting re-established with the doctor whom I originally saw when planning on starting hormones. This is a little quick post, more info on my history of transitioning and what the future holds after this appointment.<br /></p><p>I'm really excited!!!</p><p><br /></p><p><a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"><img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: middle;" /></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml">Subscribe in a reader</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311297-3601262341325761025?l=www.rileykilo.com'/></div>Riley K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07072127152809831349protectionblog@gmail.com15http://www.rileykilo.com/2009/07/hormones-appointment.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311297.post-9234312181938601172009-07-09T17:12:00.000-07:002009-09-21T16:38:59.796-07:00<p>http://www.jaggle.nl/index.php/V2/comments/anders_trek_je_even_een_bambino_aan</p><p>This site is talking about me, but babel fish wont give me any answers, just extremely rough definitions. They seem to be quite fascinated by my second frog and toad video, and it makes me realize that AB/<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">DL</span> people span the globe,and that other countries are just as open to their curiosity of it, and the media is just as open to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">exploitation</span> for a few laughs/website hits.<br /></p><p>As P.T. Barnum quipped, "any publicity is good publicity" - I agree, as long as it doesn't get me killed.<br /></p><p><br /></p><p><a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"><img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: middle;" /></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml">Subscribe in a reader</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311297-923431218193860117?l=www.rileykilo.com'/></div>Riley K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07072127152809831349protectionblog@gmail.com5http://www.rileykilo.com/2009/07/wtf-is-jaggle.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36311297.post-6015322438780138902009-07-09T01:00:00.000-07:002009-07-09T01:02:42.659-07:00<p>sites going to be around for a while :)<br /></p><p>who's awesome? you. you're awesome.<br /></p><p><br /></p><p><a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"><img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: middle;" /></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/rileykilo/Protection" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml">Subscribe in a reader</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36311297-601532243878013890?l=www.rileykilo.com'/></div>Riley K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07072127152809831349protectionblog@gmail.com6http://www.rileykilo.com/2009/07/awesome.html