FutaDomWorld

[h1]This game made me rethink how I treat women.[/h1] [h3]TLDR: I need to give people the chance to be their own person[/h3] Although the character that you play as in this world is a man, the true nature of your character is a woman from our world. There were two key moments when playing that made me realise this. [i](I'll leave my evidence for this at the end of this review, just go with my premises here)[/i] Knowing that I was really being treated like a girl, I started to think differently about what my interactions with characters meant. The futas didn't respect what I had to say, my mind was irrelevant. They didn't stop R4ping me when I said no. They don't believe I'm capable of creating anything of value. They see me as a part of their world, not as my own person in a world we share. I'm not a person to them, and they don't think I'm even capable of being one. When I was looking for the right futa to be bound to I knew how I wanted to be treated. I wanted to know that if I said no, I wasn't going to be r4ped. I wanted my opinion and ideas to matter, not because it's a meaningless ritual to go through in order to get into my pants, but because my mind is viewed as something worthy of consideration. I wanted someone who could be surprised by what I had to offer the world and was willing to let me be myself. I wanted someone who would treat me as an equal. The big problem was that I didn't know what "being myself" meant. My whole life had being defined by these futas. How I defined myself couldn't be done without including my relationship to the futas. I didn't know who I was. I think I wasn't being treated like a person because in a way I really wasn't one. I don't make it easy for a futa to see me as a person when I don't really know what that means. I never had the chance to be real. This is their fault and very deliberately so, but perhaps also partially mine for accepting it. I learned what it's like to be a prize to be won. To go through dating and getting to know people like I'm auctioning off myself to the highest bidder. Women do this in real life. Maybe as a way to climb the ladder. In western society at least, usually as a voluntary choice. Why? Because it's an easy form of power. And it's the only power I had. At least, it's the only power I fought for. [h1]How should I change my personal behaviour?[/h1] So what have I learnt about myself and about how I treat women? I was reminded that I will never really understand what it means to be a woman, or anyone else really. I think I understand a bit better how systematic discrimination can turn you into the thing that other want you to be. It's easier sometimes to just stop resisting and instead work the angles and opportunities that the system creates for you, even if it isn't who you are or want to be. I think I need to listen better. I need to stop telling myself a story about another person's life before I get to know them. I'm not really sure what else to do. Maybe I can allow people more opportunities to explore their own worth? I don't know what that would look like, but it sounds right. [h1]How do we fix this?[/h1] Lastly, I wanted to talk about moving on. There's this ex-military futa soldier called Wallis who we can talk to. We learn that she was one of the soldiers who r4ped and annexed my old country. The crimes she and her comrades committed where horrific. On par with, or worse than, things I've heard from real war crimes. The kinds of things that people are executed for decades later. Wallis regrets deeply what she did and is obviously very troubled and perhaps traumatised by the war. She goes on to ask for our forgiveness. We have two choices: harshly condemn her or forgive her. My first choice was to viciously condemn her. I wanted to hurt her. My spiteful, hateful and righteous words struck her, and it felt good. It was the right thing to do. But, I went back and instead chose to forgive her. And that felt good too. It was the right thing to do too. To forgive Wallis feels like I'm failing to seek justice. Make no mistake, Wallis deserves to suffer and be punished for what she did. However, doing that doesn't help me or anyone else. Dividing our two classes in society and increasing the hate between us isn't going to improve my life. By forgiving her I let go of my hate and she feels like there's a chance we can mend things between us. We need to move on to a better world where we're treated as equals, because if I seek vengeance, only more pain will follow. Maybe this game is secretly a lesson in feminism, if it is, well done. Otherwise maybe that's something which could be explored more? Idk, I went into this wanting to explore my weird sexuality and instead I explored how I treat others. LOL [h2]The evidence that the player is a girl:[/h2] The first clue was when I was arguing with some futa police and they threatened me by reminding me that "male hysteria" is a diagnose-able condition. I thought back to something I had heard of where in the past women were ignored by authorities who labelled them as having "female hysteria". I thought "huh, that's a neat bit of history". The second clue proved that I was playing as a girl. I opened up the dating app in-game. As a guy, I was expecting to receive maybe 2 or 3 messages, which is pretty typical for a man on dating apps. The game told me I received 99+ messages. When I read this dialogue, I [b]SAW[/b] the words 2-3. I didn't see 99+. I read and processed the words as 2-3 even thought that's not what was there. My expectations were so strong that it overwhelmed my ability to perceive reality as it was. It wasn't until my brain realised something was wrong and I went back and checked the old dialogue that I then saw the true number. It was at this moment that I realised "oooooohh, I'm actually a girl".