I promise. But you would be locked in and fed the most healthy diet, you would be forced to exercise and you would be thrown into cold water every morning. Music, tv and computers would be forbidden. You would be guarded by a nurse 24/7 so that you wouldn't relapse, and I would personally look at you when you're sleeping and wake you up if I notice an erection.
I am also interested in the use of electricity. Maybe electric convulsive therapy could help to cure it, it's effective in treating major depression. But I fear the side effects, loss of memory etc. But it's interesting and if I had the chance, I would try it myself. No hesitation.
What a mistake! Of course not, it should be a male person watching you. With scary eyes so that would not dare to touch your genitals!
I have many times fantasized about a health camp run by some competent and open minded doctor. It would be like in serving in the army. In that camp we would stay in a year or longer, with proper care. There we would exercise, read, eat healthy and meditate - all with the help of professionals.
Sounds utopian. I'm imagining it now. A grass lawn. Everyone is cross legged and facing a stage outside. Dr Clumsy, the great leader steps up to a podium on stage to deliver his sermon. The crowd of 10,000 are in raptures and after the great leaders speech they cheer "Clumsy! Clumsy!--" Dr Clumsy goosesteps away, saluting his generals as he passes them. He whispers into the ear of one: "Tomorrow we take the world! 'Operation dead dong' is on."
Day 1 of Operation Dead Dong. The army of clumsy storms into action around the world. At first, top shelf magazines are pulled from shelves and burnt in public. Hours later, pornographers studios are ransacked and the pornographers are attacked with their own floppy dildos, some being beaten to a bloody pulp. A video address by the great leader clumsy is seen around the world on TV as the war against porn and masturbation has begun. Anarchy sweeps over the entire globe. The US issues threats to Clumsy-ites. Clumsy-ites execute pornographers and stream the videos of murder online. The US attacks Clumsy's mountain hideaway. A guided missile strikes just as Clumsy is discovered masturbating by loyal followers. He gasps at being caught. Explosion. Bang. The end.
I can just picture it now... 'Mom I'm just going to bed now, but I need some stones to put under my mattress as it is way too comfy, I'll also be sleeping naked as I don't like tight underwear, and I'll be needing some rope to tie myself down so I stay sleeping on my right hand side only.'
bed? which bed? dr. clumsy has no bed - he has a stone floor. if he would get world dominion he would destroy all beds worldwide. or he will develop a drug to avoid sleeping. no sleep. no dreams. no wet dreams.
Great idea. Die through sleep deprivation = no more wet dreams. The great doctor will be working on that drug tonight by candlelight in the shed.