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- Aug 3, 2021
I've read through an embarrassingly large number of threads here, and I can confidently say that "devotees," commonly referred to as "devs," are some of the creepiest fuckers on the planet. Outside of people whose sexual desires and fetishes directly harm others (like pedos, zoosadists, rapists, etc.) devotees top my personal list for the creepiest. In a lot of ways, it triggers that same type of visceral disgust that ABDL does. It's all about having control and authority over someone weaker than you.I feel like advocating for disability strippers is a mistake. The kind of clientele who are out there looking for disabled strippers aren't the kind of people who disabled strippers would want as clientelle.
Even if they're the "doting" type, where all they want to do is take care of a disabled person, it's still insidious. They want the cripple to never practice doing things for themselves and remain helpless.
Here's an article by Emily Yates, a woman with cerebral palsy, covering the topic. (A)
Some choice quotes, in case you don't want to read the whole article (but you should, because this gets really fucking funny):
Gee, you don't say. A married man and father seeking out young, physically disabled women online behind his wife's back might only be seeking them out for his weird fetish?As I spoke to him, though, I wondered if his attraction was more about vulnerability and power - things which I didn't want others to consider when they look at me.
For a woman so committed to telling romantic, compassionate, understanding stories of cripples and their devotees, she's pretty disrespectful of the severity of being confined to a wheelchair (which she says she needs her partner to be, since she can't get wet looking at anyone who's only partially paralyzed), because it isn't exactly cute to use one as a decorative prop.Ruth Madison, an American author who writes fiction about a teenage devotee and her love for a paraplegic man, is open about her devoteeism, which is perhaps why I liked her so much[...]When I met Madison she proudly showed me her desk chair - it's a second-hand wheelchair - and said her feelings are now so intense it impacts her sex life.
To summarize a bit, Emily is introduced to what she calls the "bad dev" community, devotees who enjoy watching cripples struggle with everyday tasks. So, what does the author of this article, Miss Emily Yates, decide to do?
Um... wat? This definitely won't go poorly. Especially since she asked the perverts publicly on Facebook, what they'd like to see.To find out more about this for myself I decided to make my own "devotee porn" for bad devs.
Let's see how that worked out...Some said they would love to see me transfer from my bed to my wheelchair with a clear view of my feet and legs and someone else added they hoped I would have a few muscle spasms too.
Then why did you go through with it?! Seriously, this was put forth as some "investigative journalism" she was doing, but you couldn't just interview another cripple who already does porn?I made a short film of me transferring from my wheelchair to my beloved car, but I almost cried beforehand because I felt so objectified.
Below this, there's also a picture of her crying with the caption, "Recalling her experience of making a devotee film Emily said the focus on her daily struggles really made her feel objectified."
Oh my God. She came up with the idea to make a fetish video all on her own, for no real reason, and then cried about being fetishized. She's crying about feeling objectified after publicly asking fetishists, "Hey, how would you like to see me objectify myself for your sexual pleasure?" Like... what were you expecting?
I feel like that shouldn't be as funny as my brain is making it out to be, but the fact that she cried is cracking me the fuck up.
And then, the whole devotee porn thing goes nowhere. She writes one more sentence about it being humiliating, but that's it. For how objectifying it supposedly was, she tells us literally nothing else about the experience beyond, "I met many devotees along the way and some were really genuine, I understood them and liked them." That's not me paraphrasing. That's a direct quote.
So attention. She just wanted attention.
Maybe I'm just in a giggly mood this morning, but that's the funniest excuse I've ever heard for putting off paperwork.
I really want her to try this excuse with cops, like how plenty of guys will try to act as though they don't speak English when getting arrested.
"Officer, we couldn't follow your directions because one of our alters was fronting, and they don't understand English! And our robot baby self comes from a perfect world without cops, so we didn't recognize your uniform and thought you were part of a dystopian far-right death squad who kills queer folx! I mean, you are, but please pity me and my disabilities enough that you won't arrest me."