Years review - some observations of my life in rubber, which may give readers an insight into what it is like...
I know many people think u can have too much of a good thing, but I just haven’t found that with living routinely in rubber. You do get over the initial “rush” of the difference in your sensation, but it is such an extreme and total experience, it never stops feeling special to me. OK, I sometimes do (briefly) forget I am wearing it, but unlike other material, it is not long before rubber firmly reminds you of its presence. This aspect is part of what makes a rubber life so compulsive. It is such a total sensual experience; you cannot ignore it for long, even if you wanted to.
I have come to accept that this regular / longer term enclosure does not seem to appeal to every rubber fetishist and some people’s skin may not even bear wearing rubber for prolonged sessions, but I whish they could stop doubting that it may suit some of us (some even seem to doubt it appeals to some of us).
Before I get too far, I am not specifically having a pop at Dark on this post – as I think he at least understands that many fantasies about the possibility of long term enclosure and doesn’t deny what is patently true. The real “living in rubber is bad / impossible” zealots are elsewhere and/or anonymous. But I am addressing some of his points because he has publicly corresponded here making coherent / rational / relevant points and because frankly, I want to close off points that seem to have been made time and time again…
For me, it is nothing like eating ice cream everyday – there is no truly accurate analogy, but let say it’s more like feeling “happy” every day, but in this assertion you could easily substitute the word “happy” for other words that describe desirable standard states (like clean, comfortable, secure, warm, stimulated, sexy, fortunate, virile, alive…). Yet only something like “encased in a rubber skin” would actually accurately describe it in my mind!
The clue may be in the (horrible) “lifestyle” tag that tends to be associated with this fetish. With such a lifestyle, the intense transitional fix / rush is sacrificed for a more subtle and sustained effect. Novelty is lost and replaced by a truly comforting, yet still stimulating experience. I think it is its own experience and defies description unless u have experienced it your self. Others have likened living in rubber to grand pseudo spiritual concepts like dedication, devotion, ritual and sacrifice that might be associated with a closed religious order. Some have said it is a much more sensual than sexual experience, maybe more contemplative like sexual meditation. I can sort of see where they coming from, but think that this sort of talk is more likely to confuse the “uninitiated” than enlighten.
Many of us are interested in number and stats connected to a rubber lifestyle, but I must admit to have become very nervous about the following terms connected with my fetish: “Permanent Total Enclosure”, “24/7/365 TE”, “23/7” (and all the “nn/7” variants) and even “permanent lifestyle”. It seems they have become loaded terms, artificially high targets for the aspiring and possibly even disgraced terms. You seem to quickly get into charged debates about honesty, practicality, desirability & healthiness while ignoring the great achievements and sacrifice made by us mere mortals. I think this is a shame and missing the point.
As I have said before, being an aspiring lifestyle TE fetishist is something you personally define for yourself. You just know it if you want to live in rubber and if you are actually living in rubber.
My definition only applies to me and develops over time, but it might include aspects along the lines of “…wearing rubber for longer than just a sexual encounter… for many hours a day… regularly / day after day / most days… wearing rubber all the time I cannot find a specific reason not to…” etc. Mundane circumstances and opportunity may influence how near you get to realising your ideal and how total the coverage. We could talk about how much time I spend sealed in rubber, but is this so important? On the one hand this would not come close to 24/7/365 and yet on the other hand, I have often been lucky enough to have had several months where prospect existed to spend much more of my time in rubber than most fellow fetishists could dream of (so felt almost duty bound to take advantage of the opportunity :o) ).
For others it might mean being in rubber the whole of (most) weekends. But that person might believe they are living a rubber lifestyle. Who are we to say they are, or are not? I would say they sound like they are very much dedicated to the lifestyle and probably having to work hard to achieve it (dedication, self discipline and sacrifices being part of the deal). I think there should be no pecking order in this lifestyle, no entry conditions to the club. The fact they are interested in the idea of living in a rubber skin and are actually in that suit for more than just a quickie is good enough for me.
I want to hear experiences from all who feel they are into longer session or aspire to the full lifestyle. Much of the same challenges, opportunities and delights exist for them that I would class them as worthy brothers/sisters. As for those who say they are in the stratospheric 20+ hours / 365 day league, I am fascinated to know more - whether there total encasement is conceptual or actual… It’s fun to explore the idea with whoever is interested.
Perhaps a little more fun than exploring the question of if we really, honestly, truly want to spend long periods in rubber. Much more fun than ice cream ;o)
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