Review: VeDO Gee Slim

 

 

 

The VeDO Gee Slim was shipped in a plain brown envelope with no detailed information as to what the package was or who it was from (Peepshow Toys by the way.) It also arrived very quickly. Upon opening the envelope a slender white box fell into my hands with a picture of the Gee Slim on the box. Opening it revealed the Gee Slim nestled into a black velvety nest and little else. The toy was also covered in little black flecks from the packaging so perhaps another packing option might be a better choice. However, upon removing the GeeSlim I found the charger cable and a booklet of products under the insert. There were no instructions with the toy and it wasn’t charged so I immediately hooked it up via a USB plugin. It took roughly one hour and forty-five minutes to charge and it ran for approximately an hour before it shut off, although the head of the toy did heat up somewhat after running for that long.
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The VeDO Gee Slim is a silky smooth silicone toy, so always be sure to use a water based lubricant with it to avoid any potential damage. It offers ten vibration modes, mostly patterns, and the vibrations are mostly buzzy as opposed to rumbly so if that’s what you like in terms of that type of vibrations this could be a good fit for you. It is also completely submersible so if you want to get you fun in the tub on, you can do just that. It offers a full hour of play time according to the VeDO website and it is a very quiet toy; probably quiet enough that through a closed door and under a blanket it wouldn’t be heard so if you’re looking for some privacy this is also a big bonus for the Gee Slim.

One of the biggest downsides to the functionality of this toy that I found was the button control. It has a single button on the top of the toy that lets you cycle through all the different vibrations, but I found it difficult to press down on with my thumb and it was sometimes hard to tell if I had depressed the button at all between some of the patterns as they seemed to feel very similar to me.

When I turned on the Gee Slim for the first time, just holding it in my hands I felt like the vibrations might be not quite as powerful as I like, but I was hoping for the toy to be a nice surprise. I cycled through the vibration modes and found the rumbliest of the bunch and figured that I would start there because my g-spot is a bit picky to say the least. A little lube and a moment later the toy slid inside me. It took me a moment to find the right angle and just the right spot with the bulbous head of the Gee Slim and once I did I tried rubbing it across, wiggling it back and forth, and moving it around into various positions and places to see what I could make happen. Nothing. So I moved on to some of the other settings, tried squeezing down on it (this only dampened the vibrations for me), and switched it up as much as I could. Sadly, I simply wasn’t going to get an orgasm out of this toy. Not through any fault of the toy, mind you, but simply because I prefer a rumblier, deeper vibration on my g-spot.

For what this toy is, I think it could be perfect as a first toy for someone who is new to the ever growing choice of toys out there. It is relatively inexpensive, gives some different vibration options, and isn’t intimidating in shape or size, coming in at just under 7 inches long and about 1 and ¼ inches around at the widest point of the bulb. In addition to g-spot stimulation the Gee Slim can also be used on the clitoris or vulva, giving it a bit of versatility. If you’re interested in purchasing one of these toys you can find them at Peepshowtoys.com for $39.00 or you can check your favorite body safe sex toy retailer.

This toy was provided to me for free from Peepshow Toys for a fair,honest, and unbiased review. All opinions are my own. There are affiliate links included in this post.

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Sex Robots; a Possible New Trend

Ladies and Gentlemen, if you think there’s no such thing as sex bots you are sadly mistaken. They are quite expensive, but are slowly growing in popularity in various parts of the world. Some are even programmable to respond to certain stimuli or to have a base “personality” that can affect how they respond to that stimuli. To me, it is all a little strange because I’d much rather have sex with a living breathing person, but that’s just me. Sex robots could also be used as an educational tool to provide better and more comprehensive sexual education to children and adults alike.

There are plenty of legal and ethical questions surrounding sex dolls though, one of the biggest seeming to be the idea that pedophiles could get child size bots that allows them to act out their fantasy without hurting anyone. I offer a counterpoint to this that perhaps it could make them more likely to chase after a child they desire because they are now confident enough to do so with some “experience” under their belt so to speak. I worry the same thing about rapists or other sexual deviants. But maybe I’m wrong. I hope I’m wrong.

Another point to bring up is that of social isolation. Would people become so obsessed with their bots that interacting with the real world would no longer matter. Would the dating scene be demolished by the advent of such a thing? What about birth rates? Again it all boils down to what becomes the legal and ethical thing to do in these cases.

Maybe in fifty years people will find it perfectly normal to have a sex robot of any kind. But how will that affect things like marriage and population growth? Could it be that they will both decline as people create their perfect robot partner? Or perhaps people will marry after all and have threesomes with a robot. All of these things are, of course, hypothetical outcomes, as people may end up rejecting the idea of sex with robots as entirely repugnant.

But where does the law end and the ethical debate begin. There are people out there who would question the legality, mortally, and ethics of having a bot simply for sex. It might seem to be too much for one generation where they had to learn the technology as they went, but perfect for the next generation who grew up with the technology already in place around them. That doesn’t make it legal or right to have sex with a robot necessarily, especially as our knowledge of artificial intelligence grows and the possibility of bots becoming more aware (right out of some science fiction right there), but some AIs have already learned to communicate with one another in their own language so who is to say that these bots couldn’t be just as smart.

This could be out future and what that future means for humanity is yet to be determined. I have hope for future generations, though, that they will not isolate themselves in a world of robots and artificial intelligence, but use these things as an addition to regular everyday life while they continue to maintain a human social experience as well. If you’d like further information you can check out the article linked below.

http://dailycaller.com/2017/07/17/sex-robots-are-here-and-could-change-society-forever/?utm_campaign=thedcmainpage&utm_source=Facebook&utm_medium=Social

Fat and Sexy: Onward and Upward

Alright. I survived going to the gym for three days a week and as of June I was going four days a week, except for the week I was sick when I didn’t go at all. Four days a week was hard. I really had to push myself to find the motivation to go, but if I can do four day then I can do five days. I even have my routines all planned out, especially since I learned last month that I could skate at one of the local branches of my gym. It means that by Fall when I start up the roller skating fitness class I’ve been taking when it is in session that I’ll be skating as much as 3 times a week and maybe more. Hopefully that will let me see an increase in pounds lost.

Although I did notice that my knee pads (for skating) are fitting me better and better so I must be doing something right and losing inches or something. Now if I could lose the inches in my arms so my elbow pads weren’t so tight. I need a new pair anyway. Also because I noticed my knee pads were fitting better I realized that it was progress and I was able to see it! Small progress, but progress all the same. And I’m starting to see it in my weight lifting as well. I may not ever be able to lift as heavy as I want to lift (squatting my own body weight would be admittedly cool), but I can lift heavier and heavier as I move along.

So yes, progress seems to be happening. Again, not quick enough for my liking, but I think a large part of it is my eating. I struggled for most of June with my portions and getting them under control and sometimes I still slip up, but I remind myself that losing weight is something like 10% exercise and 90% diet and so I keep trying to cut out excessive sweets and large portions. This isn’t to say I deny myself sugar because I simply couldn’t do that completely. I’m not that self sacrificing y’all. But rather swinging through the drive thru for an iced coffee once or twice a week I’m cutting it to maybe once or twice a month. I’m trying to add more lean protein into my diet and seeing if I can learn to like cottage cheese because of it. It’s sort of working, but only if I pair it with some fruit or something. I much prefer yogurt, but I know it can be loaded with sugar.

Overall, I’m finding that I am pretty happy with my progress most of the time. I have bad days just like anyone would, but I also have good days, and sometimes even exceptional days where I’m just really feeling motivated and I might start out on the elliptical, lift weights, and then drive across town to the other branch of the gym so I can skate there. It might seem silly to make the drive, but if I want to succeed then I have to be willing to push myself further and harder and faster. So here I am and there I go.

Do I feel sexier? Not yet. Do I see progress better than I did before? I’m starting to. When will I feel sexy? Who knows. Does my partner find me sexy? Yes. Does that help my outlook on things? Certainly. So while I’m not where I wanna be, I can’t bring myself to order sexy lingerie to wear, or I still have a hard time with my own nudity. I’m getting to sexy. Slowly.

Will sexy be the be all, end all of my journey? Not even close, but it will help. I want to empower others like myself who are overweight and struggle to feel sexy to be comfortable in their own skin, whether that means a gym routine like mine or simply learning to love yourself the way you are. Sexy is, after all, a state of mind.

Review: The Screaming O Charged Positive

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I read a review of the Charged Positive comparing it to the We-Vibe Tango (which I haven’t tried, but would love to compare) and knew then that I had to test it out. Luckily, I acquired a Charged Positive shortly thereafter in a contest and have been loving it ever since.

The Charged Positive is a small bullet vibrator with twenty different patterns and sensations.

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The ScreamingO website indicates that it has a unique low-pitched motor; I feel that the motor is certainly of a lower frequency than that of any other vibrator I have tried to date and I absolutely love the feelings it causes. I’ve never encountered a vibe that could get me off without some other kind of stimulation to go with it, but this one certainly can! Most of the pulsating and patterns don’t do much for me, other than tease, but the first two steady settings are just wow. If you like rumbly vibes and don’t want to shell out for a Tango, this might be a good bet for you.

Aesthetically, I found it quite pleasing especially because I had the option to get it in a nice soft grey.

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I thought that was the coolest since most companies seem to offer toys in the same boring pinks, purples, and blues. It is also a very smooth to the touch toy as it is made of ABS plastic which is covered in a polyurethane coating; it is also latex and phthalate free. The slightly angled tip gives it a nice tapered look, but still provides for excellent clitoral stimulation in a pinpoint way.

The Charged Positive has some special features that are worth mentioning as well. It does come with a USB charging cable, although it is a propriety cable and not a standard USB. That’s not really a big deal unless you’re like me and sometimes misplace cords or forget what toy they go with. The toy itself is also marketed as being 100% waterproof so it should be good for some bath time fun and a breeze to clean as well. It also comes with a handy holder that helps protect the vibrator while charging and the packaging says you can also use the charging stand as a way to hold onto the vibe while it is in use. I tried that and it felt really awkward and uncomfortable to use that way. I just hold it in my hand.

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Speaking of hands, this isn’t a vibrator that leaves my hands numb or tingly after use, although it can leave them somewhat warm as the toy can heat up surprisingly quickly, This may be a downside or it might not bother you depending on how long you are using the Charged Positive. It has up to a sixty minute battery life on one charge and does charge fairly quickly so if you’re looking to use it later in the day, you can plug it in that morning and it will be all ready to go by the time you’re all ready to go. One thing about the Charged Positive that is frustrating to me is the way you cycle through the patterns. It only has one button and you have to cycle through all twenty patterns to find the one you want and if you should bump that button (which is a bit stiff) you’ll need to rotate through every pattern again.

The Screaming O Charged Positive has its ups and downs, but overall it is a great little vibrator and one that has already seen plenty of use in my bedroom. I expect it will continue to do so. If you’re looking for something small and rumbly this is definitely a good choice for that. You can find the Charged Positive at Screaming O’s website for $59.95 or you can check your favorite body safe sex toy retailer if you’re too impatient to wait for shipping.

Book Review: “Ask: Building Consent Culture” by Kitty Stryker

Consent is a vital point to leading a healthy life, not just sexually, but emotionally, physically, and mentally as well. In a world where rape culture is so prevalent, where young men get off with little to no punishment because it will ruin their future (see: Brock Turner, for example), we need to make these changes and start to learn and understand consent culture. Consent culture isn’t sex positive or sex negative, but instead it has become sex critical and is incredibly important to improving everyone’s lives in amazing ways.

Kitty Stryker is aiming to start a conversation we should already be having and to push the idea of consent forward with her book, “Ask: Building Consent Culture.” Covering the idea of consent everywhere from in the bedroom to out in the community and places in between, Ms. Stryker’s book is a striking anthology of consent and how it should ideally function throughout today’s society.

Everything from dealing with how to manage consent when you have a mental illness, to teaching children (and adults) consent in ways that engage them and empower them, to the idea that men need to be able to teach other men the concept of honor and how not to abuse any power they may feel that they have over people, and much more is covered in this book. I wish I could list every single instance and story that is told because in their own ways I found them all moving, learned something from them all, and deepened my own view of consent and consent culture.

“Ask: Building Consent Culture” teaches us that consent should start at home, within the family, and that children should be taught that they do have bodily autonomy and hugging a family member or friend is not required of them. And in chosen families rather than blood families that consent is equally important though perhaps infinitely more difficult to navigate even as adults. It goes on to demonstrate that consent culture should begin at a young age in order to help children understand that consent is necessary for asserting dominion over their own bodies or feelings. Akilah S. Richards’ article “Bodily Autonomy for Kids”, is a fantastic example of just how consent and intuition work together to keep a person safe and aware of their own personal boundaries which leads to a more well-adjusted view on consent culture as an adult.

Ms. Stryker’s book also touches on the idea of implied consent in sexual spaces and how that can lead to people mirroring those same behaviors in a society that is already heavily skewed towards implied consent. Getting an enthusiastic, informed consent is far better than assuming that “yes means yes.” To foster consent culture it must be brought out of those sexual situations and into our everyday lives and “Ask: Building Consent Culture” illustrates the point nicely. In order to have fully informed, enthusiastic consent, the sexual culture itself must change and that is something that “Ask” proposes to have happen. But in the year 2017, changing the culture around sex and sexuality is only the tip of the iceberg, because what really must change is the fabric of society itself. This book has done an excellent job of promoting this throughout the articles and stories written in these pages and is a must read for anyone who wishes to learn more about consent, to be more active in getting or giving consent, or just people who are interested in the modern sexual revolution.

You can pre-order “Ask: Building Consent Culture” on www.amazon.com for $14.95.

Kink of The Week – Porn

So I first discovered porn when I was about ten or eleven years old thanks to my Dad’s collection of Penthouse that he didn’t quite hide well enough from a nosy young girl. I’d check out the pictures and read the stories when I was home alone always very cognizant to be aware of the car pulling in. Penthouse taught me the meaning of words I probably shouldn’t have known at that age. I remember that cock was an easy one to figure out. Cunt and jizz took a little more work, but what I recall most was a picture of a busty blonde in tight black patent leather. Her tits were pushed up almost to overflowing and between a pair of thigh high boots, her pretty little pussy was shaved bare. The pictures of this woman entranced me (that should’ve been my first clue that I wasn’t straight.) As I grew older and we got an internet connection and a computer in the house I became more aware of porn and was able to piggyback off of whatever my dad was searching for. I’m sure he took the fall for me more than once, with or without realizing it. I do know that if he was aware of it, he never spoke to me about it, saving both of us what would have been a very embarrassing conversation.

And now, I’m an adult who reads and writes erotica for fun, reviews sex toys, and, if given the chance, would be interested in being part of a queer porn shoot. I think that last one will remain an unrealized dream, but that’s OK. I’ve spent years learning to become comfortable with myself and with my sexuality and I feel like pornography was a big part of that. It let me explore things vicariously that I could never have done in real life and it showed me that the things I wanted and happen to enjoy weren’t as bad or perverted as I was told by my ex. And I’m sure that in some way, my earliest experiences with those Penthouse magazines probably affected me. It might only be subconsciously, but being exposed to that at a young age may be part of why I’m so open minded today. Who knows?

I will say that, overall, my experiences with porn/erotica have been positive ones. We’re always growing and learning about ourselves and, to me, pornography is a large part of that for anyone who is constantly wanting to explore their sex life and find more ways to express their sexuality. Of course, one doesn’t need porn to do so, but I still feel there is an opening here for people to have free and honest conversation regarding sex, sexuality, and how porn either completes or competes with the ideas regarding any given sexual ideal or more. Being able to speak freely about such things can only further the human experience in my opinion and I’m glad that I’ve had such positive pornographic experiences in my life.

Fat and Sexy: Changes

Alright, since my last post I’ve done a few things. I got with my mom and she helped me plan out a three month exercise routine that lets me ramp up how much I’m in the gym and exercising. By September I should be exercising 5 days a week, either at the gym or on my skates. Right now, to think about that seems scary…and exhausting. I’m having trouble motivating myself to go three times a week right now. Anyone got any good tips for motivation? But I know if I want to reach my goals I gotta go.

Speaking of goals…I don’t really see the successes when they happen. I have to rely on other people to tell me if I’m losing weight or if I’ve gained muscle or even if my weight lifting is improving, despite the obvious advancement of the number of pounds I’m lifting. My brain lies to me on this front and it gets incredibly frustrating, but small goals completely go right over my head. I’m trying to learn how to keep that from happening, but how do I figure it out when my brain lies to me and tells me the opposite is happening? It is a mystery to me.

Anyway, my fat ass is trying. I have a goal tracker on my phone, I try to drink enough to stay hydrated (I’m terrible at it), and I’ve been monitoring my food portions as well as the amount of sugar and liquid calories that I consume. This means not eating all the chocolate in the house when I’m PMSing and not getting a giant iced coffee when I can get a small and putting less sugar in my coffee and iced tea. Now, that last bit about the sugar in my tea, that’s important y’all cause I grew up in the South and that is the land of BBQ and sweet tea, so that is a hard one to give up. My solution has just been more water, but it certainly isn’t the same.

I don’t know if I’m losing weight, my pants size hasn’t changed, and things feel very static, but my partner and my best friend both keep reminding me that change is a slow process and it is OK if it doesn’t happen overnight and there will be times I plateau out for periods of time. It’s frustrating. I’m not feeling any sexier or more attractive. In fact, I had a meltdown a few weeks ago because I think my stomach is gross and for a while I didn’t want my partner to see it or look at it or touch. It was really difficult for me on a lot of levels because I communicate so much through touch, but them touching me resulted in a couple of mini panic attacks. No fun and it is an issue I’m working my way through.

So I’ve made changes, I’m going to keep making them (hopefully they’ll continue to be good ones) and I’m working on moving forward with accepting my body, despite the setbacks I’ve had. If I’m perfectly honest with myself, one of my big goals is to drop two pants sizes within the next six to eight months and I feel like if I keep up with my routine and my portion control that I can do that. And if I can, that means I will be the smallest I’ve been in years and almost the smallest I was in high school. That I think I’ll be able to see and call progress. Here goes!