Autogynephilia

[Striped_Pyjama_Boy_Nietzschean]

In the near future human genetic engineering and artificial wombs become viable technology, with powers beyond those yet anticipated.

Concerns have been raised by eminent scientists and the great and the good of the fourth estate. They worry that the technology will damage the body-image of young women and girls as the genetically engineered, and artificially beautiful children of the rich and powerful start appearing in the media. However, others are positive about the technology, seeing it as a means to achieve a more equal society.

Few at present, have the money or resources to make full use of what critics have called "God babies". Those that do, prefer to stay out of the limelight, for fear of negative coverage in a press that remains skeptical. Your correspondent wants to get to the bottom of how this Frankenstein technology is being used in our society, by those whose motivations and means remain mysterious. Our future as one species could depend on it.

After a long search that took me from Wikipedia to the Dark Web to the whispered halls of the New York Public Library, and back again, I got the name of one infamous individual known as Gilbert "Daffy" Tazett. Daffy had already dabbled in "human engineering" with his first child. On the Dark Web, I learned that he had been in contact with scientists about his ambitious ideas for a second. A billionaire from looking-glass manufacture and the weight-loss pills fad of the 2020s, he had been noted in reputable journals for some years, as having an extreme interest in cosmetic surgery and what were then known as "designer babies". He and his wife, a former supermodel, had used a surrogate birthing mother for their son Alexis. Unknown to the surrogate, his DNA had been modified, with genes for linguistic abilities usually found in only one in two hundred million births. In my research I learned the surrogate had been hushed up following her complaints. Alexis turned out a child prodigy, a human Wikipedia, able to communicate with our most advanced AIs. Now a teenager, he gives talks across the country on the benefits to be had from harnessing AI technology and genetic engineering.

On a rainy late November day, I found myself driving down the winding back roads of the Catskills. While it is known that Daffy makes his official residence in Manhattan, an online company "Amaril Engineering" had been registered with an address near here earlier this year. I didn't think he would appreciate me calling in, but I thought a look around could tell me the genetic engineering companies he was in contact with. Turning the flank of a hill, I came to a long gravel drive ending in an elaborate wrought iron gate, painted black. Thick walls of conifers closed in on either side of the driveway. I noticed an intercom to my left. I pressed and listened to the buzz.

...

"Who is this?"

"A man dedicated to the public interest."

I thought I heard a low chuckle.

"Ah yes, I expected one of your kind to pay me a visit. Come up to the house."

[Striped_Pyjama_Boy_Nietzschean]

A glass of whiskey in my hand, I surveyed my surroundings from my red upholstered armchair: books on shelves built into two walls, leatherbound and some newer, biology and science, but with a little sci-fi too; old furniture in good condition; an expensive carpet; a portrait of his wife and son. Daffy remained standing as we talked.

"It's irresponsible what you are doing with this human engineering. You're leaving people behind."

"My dear representative of the press, there is no need to take such a tone with me. I am most aware of the jealousy my first foray into this area caused. My next project will not have such interest for the public."

"And why is that, Mr. Tazett?"

"Well, the project is of strictly private interest and need not be the concern of any but myself."

"But you see Mr. Tazett, with this technology, it isn't up to you to decide that. There is a need for public scrutiny."

"I can see that you are persistent. Why don't we have another glass and I will reassure you about the matter?"

"I can't refuse good whiskey Mr. Tazett."

He turned his back to me as he made the next drink. I didn't trust this fellow one bit and leaned around to get a view. Daffy's right hand didn't look to be pouring anything but he turned and I snapped back and put a smile on my face.

"Bottoms up!"

I had to drink.

[Striped_Pyjama_Boy_Nietzschean]

"The child you speak of is my daughter, Jonquil. She has been with us almost eighteen years. It's her birthday tomorrow."

"She must know what she is. What will her friends at college think? How will her future husband feel?"

"Jonquil is perfectly unaware. There are anomalies, albeit rare ones, that resemble her peculiarities—almost exactly."

"You have used a child, a human child, for your own twisted ends Mr. Tazett."

"I assure you that she is the happiest child you have ever seen. It is impossible to imagine a greater happiness."

"Does your wife know?"

"Mrs. Tazett is aware that enhancements were present in the fetus, as with our first. She believes the development anomalous."

"But the girl looks the same as you! It's uncanny. You tell me she has no suspicions?"

"It is very rare. Extremely rare. A genetic accident where the mother's contribution is mislaid. Outside of here"—he motioned to the windows slick with rain—"nature puts her hand in, moves the pieces about. It is never perfect. My family have a version of the truth. My daughter has a genetic anomaly."

"As I understand it Mr. Tazett, you have deceived your wife and your daughter, not for their best interests, but for your own sexual gratification."

"I do not accept it being described that way."

"How do you describe it?"

"I wished to know love as it truly is."

"Love to folks like me, means being happily married and having a few kids about, not playing Frankenstein."

"Then you will never know. I was in love once before. When I was an adolescent. It was one of those golden summers. She was beautiful. I yearned to join my beloved as one, to understand every unsaid word, every held breath, but I could not. Her first taste of wine, what the sea smelt like on a visit to the seaside, a different color to the cheeks during the Un dì, felice, eterea duet. It all militated against it. For Jonquil, those walls and fortifications are gone. We are free."

"I have got this straight Mr. Tazett, you and your daughter are the same?"

"We are at once different and at once the same. Jonquil is my feminine part, always there before but never realized."

"You know what's in her head?"

"In a way yes, I know how she will end each sentence. I laugh when she does. I am hurt when she is. We have no secrets; yet all is opaque. The masculine part is mine and I cannot know hers, but I do."

"You're not in her head but you know what's going on there?"

"The same for her too, yes."

"But not how it is to her as a woman?"

"Yes. I am not God—yet."

We both laughed and took sips of our drinks.

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Should one dream of such love? Do you think it's right?

[Zed]

Pretty good and a (relatively) novel approach. Appropriately fucked, but not quite psychotic and sinister enough. I've always preferred the Ghost in the Shell/Neuromancer variation - direct psychological linking, and a merging of body images - take at such intensity that you begin forgetting who you are. Or more dramatically, your selves begin to merge.

Are you familiar with Throbbing Gristle, Genesis, and Lady Jaye?

In January 1993, P-Orridge and Jaye moved to Ridgewood, Queens, in New York City.[115] Here, they embarked on the "Pandrogeny Project"; influenced by the cut-up technique, the duo underwent body modification to resemble one another, thus coming to identify themselves as a single pandrogynous being named "Breyer P-Orridge".[116][117] In doing so, the pair spent $200,000 on surgical alteration, receiving breast implants, cheek and chin implants, lip plumping, eye and nose jobs, tattooing, and hormone therapy, while also adopting gender neutral and alternating pronouns.[116][118][119] With this project, P-Orridge's intent was to express a belief that the self is pure consciousness trapped within the DNA-governed body.[116] The couple adopted the term "pandrogyne" because – in their words – "we wanted a word without any history or any connections with things – a word with its own story and its own information".[120] They also stated that:

"We started out, because we were so crazy in love, just wanting to eat each other up, to become each other and become one. And as we did that, we started to see that it was affecting us in ways that we didn't expect. Really, we were just two parts of one whole; the pandrogyne was the whole and we were each other's other half."

[Guest]

Horrible thread by the worst user on the site.

[Striped_Pyjama_Boy_Nietzschean]

Horrible thread by the worst user on the site.

It's hardly a thread. Is it? The only serious reply has been from Zed who offered suggestions of similar examples and related reading.

I wanted a "debate" about autogynephillia and what love means. Without that, there is nothing here.

[Zed]

Horrible thread by the worst user on the site.

It's hardly a thread. Is it? The only serious reply has been from Zed who offered suggestions of similar examples and related reading.

I wanted a "debate" about autogynephillia and what love means. Without that, there is nothing here.

For a variety of reasons, I'm inclined to play my cards a bit closer on this one. I actually think about this often, and my posts in the tranny thread are more or less my mundane takes, or - at least - the variations I am content sharing in this space. This question pushes towards the spiritual, and my deeper thoughts remain for a project I would like to do in a future.

Roughly though, I think AGP has a thousand different manifestations - most of which are 'hideous' and 'ugly', even to my own tastes. To find something beautiful in it, and to conceptualize of love within, one must create a space for the lover. Consider a few examples of generic plot archetypes, ubiquitous with the domain of associated AGP erotica/doujinshi:

- A boy is brainwashed by sissyhypno.mpv or some other lovecraftian device and finds himself increasing/involuntarily participating in his own bimboification. All is done willingly, but the 'will' has been corrupted.

- A boy is subject to at 'wizard''s spell and is turned into an attractive girl, and then forced into ever further and more compromising and humiliating sexual situations. She resents her situation, but is given no choice in the matter.

- A boy in an old all-male british boarding school is forced by older peers to be the 'woman' of his floor. He is manipulated, mind-fucked, and brain raped until he starts to enjoy it, and begins developing feelings for one older peer in particular.

- A gay boy falls in love with his best friend. His best friend is not a homosexual, and rebuffs the relationship. To obtain the affections of his best friend, he transitions and modifies his physical form to resemble the essence of his lovers desire? Variation: Two heterosexual boys do this in tandem for each other.

Of these archetypes - which are innately and universally grotesque? Which have at least an element of beauty, even perverse beauty? 

To my taste: I would say four, but also - to a certain degree - three, contains an element of beauty. Four, because love contains in it an element of sacrifice, and a willingness to annihilate the self in favor of the lover. Three, because it is a submission and acceptance onto fate, even under perverse circumstance. These are still autogynephilic fantasies, but in them - love is not simply a love of the self. Absolute and totalistic infatuation in the self tends towards crossdressers masturbating to themselves in front of a mirror, and I do not find anything beautiful in that.

[The Green Groyper]

I genuinely have been around libtards who were less degenerate…

If this is the “radical right” then we deserve Global Nigger communism.

…

[Striped_Pyjama_Boy_Nietzschean]

I genuinely have been around libtards who were less degenerate…

What is degenerate about wishing to know love? To perfectly join in song with the beloved?

It's the raison d'etre of the West.

[The Green Groyper]

Wanting to know love is not the same thing as jacking off to yourself in your mother’s underwear.

That’s what autogynephilia is.

[Striped_Pyjama_Boy_Nietzschean]

Wanting to know love is not the same thing as jacking off to yourself in your mother’s underwear.

That’s what autogynephilia is.

That's Oedipal, not autogynephile.

An autogynephile, in the proper sense, is in love with the feminine version of himself. The one that exists ideally, but has not been realized.

Only the female of oneself could understand all.

If one will settle only for the most perfect love, then that is it.

[Mladorossi88]

Why exactly did you feel the need to write this embarrassment of a short story? In order to illustrate the point that you're a faggot who should be banned?

[august]

Why exactly did you feel the need to write this embarrassment of a short story? In order to illustrate the point that you're a faggot who should be banned?

Make an argument for why he should be banned and you shouldn’t. All of your posts are general Guest commentary but with a username and pfp attached. Are you a better poster?

[Mladorossi88]

Why exactly did you feel the need to write this embarrassment of a short story? In order to illustrate the point that you're a faggot who should be banned?

Make an argument for why he should be banned and you shouldn’t. All of your posts are general Guest commentary but with a username and pfp attached. Are you a better poster?

Frankly I think my low-effort posting is slightly less egregious than OP's faggotry.

[Muskox]

Good poast. I've thought about the incestuous aspect of love a bit recently. I was talking to an online friend a couple weeks ago about my sister, and I said that the two of us don't look especially alike. He had never seen her, so I told him that he could probably find a picture in my tagged photos on Instagram. He found something and said that he actually thought we looked similar, so I asked him to send me the picture he was looking at and it was one of me and a past girlfriend. We did look similar. I've noticed this with other men's girlfriends as well. People observe this with homosexuals pretty often, which I imagine is partly because it's more noticeable with two people of the same sex. Other girls I've dated have looked less like me, but I have noticed that they tend to be a similar ethnic mix to me (which is to say, mostly NW European and part Mediterranean). Sometimes I notice that a girl I'm attracted to looks somewhat similar to one of my cousins or some other family member.

It makes me wonder about interracial marriage. I was interested in a girl who was a different race once, but I couldn't help but think that I would resent the way our children would look. It's difficult for me to imagine interracial relationships having real staying power. The appeal of the exotic wears off after a while.

[august]

[...] me and a past girlfriend. We did look similar. I've noticed this with other men's girlfriends as well. People observe this with homosexuals pretty often, which I imagine is partly because it's more noticeable with two people of the same sex. Other girls I've dated have looked less like me, but I have noticed that they tend to be a similar ethnic mix to me (which is to say, mostly NW European and part Mediterranean). Sometimes I notice that a girl I'm attracted to looks somewhat similar to one of my cousins or some other family member.

It makes me wonder about interracial marriage. I was interested in a girl who was a different race once, but I couldn't help but think that I would resent the way our children would look. It's difficult for me to imagine interracial relationships having real staying power. The appeal of the exotic wears off after a while.

Yes I have both seen this in others and experience it myself as well. While I find women of all the European races easily the most attractive, there is always a natural inclination toward those that share regional origin with me. I've seen some studies that try looking at data from dating apps to figure out attractiveness ratings/preferences for each individual racial group, but I'm not sure - I get the feeling that a lot of them might be pozzed in certain respects. In any case, just based on real life observations I think that people end up preferring to stick with someone of their own race -- especially Whites -- at the very least for the sake of convenience. It seems that the only definite exception to this is Asian women, who observably appear to really want White husbands more than Asian ones. 

Interestingly, I met a HAPA once (half German from father and half East Asian from mother) who told me that he wanted a girl of the same 50/50 mixture. Granted, he was a very rare, extremely handsome result of the White/Asian interracial pair, which most of the time ends up in something really unfortunately botched. To me, this HAPA kid lends even more weight to the idea of autogynephilia as Striped describes it. On the other hand, maybe it's just be a general conscious or subconscious desire for self-preservation....... though that in itself could also be stripped down to being "in love with the feminine version of himself."

[BillyONare]

[Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EJQ9fjm61YY]

[The Green Groyper]

Wanting to know love is not the same thing as jacking off to yourself in your mother’s underwear.

That’s what autogynephilia is.

That's Oedipal, not autogynephile.

An autogynephile, in the proper sense, is in love with the feminine version of himself. The one that exists ideally, but has not been realized.

Only the female of oneself could understand all.

If one will settle only for the most perfect love, then that is it.

No...an autogynephile gets sexually aroused at the thought of himself as a woman, or in a woman's position. There's an entire genre of pornography called "feminization" which has a man being feminized(often forcibly). Its a latent homosexual instinct. 

I've actually observed the sort of people you are idealizing, they are human trash worse than slaves. Utterly broken slaves, and pitiful faggots.

They deserve nothing but immolation.

[Striped_Pyjama_Boy_Nietzschean]

No...an autogynephile gets sexually aroused at the thought of himself as a woman, or in a woman's position. There's an entire genre of pornography called "feminization" which has a man being feminized(often forcibly). Its a latent homosexual instinct. 

What you describe has a completely superficial relationship with the topic at hand. The "feminized" man has no more become his female self than the brown in preppy clothing has become White.

There was a thread (https://amarna-forum.net/t-The-Coffin-of...f-the-West) about incest recently. Many think that it's a good idea if practiced eugenically, others do not. In popular entertainment, incest is a common feature at the moment. Would you say that those pushing the theme in Hollywood and similar, have the same motivation and aim as those in the thread?

[The Green Groyper]

Incest is popular online because its taboo and shocking. It would not have thousands of people writing fanfic and erotica if it were otherwise. Instinctual revulsion to incest is ancient and inborn.

Anyways-the concept of a "female self" is a direct gateway to HRT and trannydom. It presupposes oneself is somehow distinct or alienated from the body and thus their disembodied identity might be liberated from the body or changed to fit in a "better" body.

If I were born a woman, I would be a fundamentally different creature-"I" would not exist. The notion that sexuality is something removeable, like clothing or a mask that one's identity can be disassociated from is diseased and symptomatic of everything wrong with the pozzed West.

Perhaps we need someone to argue why cutting your penis off and taking a year of HRT is really Nietzchean after all.

We could finally dispense with the notion the latter has anything of value to add.