One does indeed generally see folks who are
most enjoyable to view and even wonder about. And that's for all tastes and types to be sure! Male, female, Gay, Straight, Whatever... There's certainly more to enjoy visually at the parks than the brochures show. I never managed to enjoy any kind of encounter on Disney property when I was down there. I guess I was too "into the magic" to go with any baser instincts or urges. If I could go back in time though... ;)
However... My last trip down to WDW as a guest a couple of weeks ago led me to Crystal Palace for a saturday night meal during Wishes and before the last nightly Spectro. Anyways, I was with a small group of CM's and other Disney friends enjoying ourselves rather raucously and having a blast with the CM's onstage. We all had our various CM jackets and clothes on from one decade or another which pretty much seperated us from the rest of the guests there that night who were beginning to filter out of the restaruant. I'd say there were about ten tables sprinkled throughout both sides of the Palace and even those tables were emptying out in time to see Wishes so it was probably late in the game for everyone onstage. Pooh and Piglet made their appearances and one of my friends got rather bubbly...and bouncy...with her breasts and truly enjoyed pressing the ample pulchritude into the characters during photo ops. We were having a great time. Anyways, I had just gotten back from the restroom when Tigger made a beeline straight for me from cross the restaraunt! I was never massaged on my shoulders and neck like that before...either by a human or a furry! I actually enjoyed it and fauned on Tigger's attentions to me which made "him" drag me up from the table where we proceeded to cavort about the table with more physical moments that began to feel a little more personal than should be had in front of so many people in a restaraunt in MK! I would expect dinner for allowing some of the positions I was put into with Tigger riding commando behind me a couple of times...but I was already in the middle of it...so... ;)
New photo-ops had to be had and when I sat down, Tigger did almost everything but bounce up and down on my crotch! (I now know
another of the many wonderful things about Tiggers! LOL!) As the photos were being taken, I began to enjoy the sensation of a gloved hand trying to "read my back and chest like braille"! One gloved hand actually went into the opening of my shirt for better passage to my pecs. I was pretty much amazed and yet, never once thought about complaining or pointing this out to anyone. Having worn a character before, I know how difficult it is sometimes to see and guestimate just where the person is that you are attempting to take photo ops with and the ramifications of the poor Tigger from WDW fired for suspicious behaviour was still fresh in my mind. But this seemed a little too involved to be simply figuring out just where the guest physically was. So I said nothing. I was actually rather flattered by what I perceived as a CM inside really enjoying my looks and knowing that they had their hands on someone who was going to be way cool about it all. Of course, it could have been an old CM friend who recognised me or a set-up by one of the CM's I was with. Who cares? It did
great things for my ego that night!
Then when Tigger left to go on the other side of the Palace to the few remaining guests exiting the restaraunt, along came Eeyore who simply had to fall literally all over me while I was in my chair. Now Tigger was one thing. He's rambunctious, but to have Eeyore basically fall onto one is really a lot of donkey to manage no matter what Tijuana/donkey jokes one can muster...
and I can tell that a number of you are already getting those keyboards ready to share'em too! :D Anyways, during the Eeyore photo sessions while I was trying to sit there holding up this enormous Eeyore head that was threatening to crash down on top of me due to the CM allowing all their weight onto me, I realise that the visual screens of the headpiece were aimed right at my crotch! (Now I have to admit, I was traipsing around the world in fairly tight hawaiian print shirts and tight/short khaki shorts that pretty much made me look as good as possible.) Eeyore's mouth area then began to rub back and forth onto my lap and as cameras were clicking, it took everything I had to keep any shots getting taken with what would all the world look like Eeyore was giving me oral! I actually think that I have one though by sheer accident. Once again I felt strong hands grasping my pecs and shoulders, feeling much more than someone trying to maintain their balance. Still I felt no need to register shock or complain. I was actually getting rather turned on by the experiences and for a moment it didn't matter whether it was a male or female CM inside. It was all terribly... exciting ...I must admit. One of my friends noticed some of the activity and asked about it all and I said that I was truly planning on coming back to the CP again on future trips and I thanked him for suggesting coming there! I spent a restful night in my resort room with visions of...
well...that's another post for another thread I'm sure! :D:
So...is it wrong to be flattered by furry characters gropping and titilating guests. How can they tell if they offer such minstrations if they have a guest who is totally cool about the whole situation and won't say anything?
...and after our physical encounters...
why do I feel like they won't call me in the morning? ;)
