Nothing like a weekend entry to alienate most of the female readers...
Caught this documentary on BBC-A called "100 Men Own My Breasts"
, which profiles several women who are trying to get their breast implant surgeries paid for by perfect strangers
This is the deal...
Women can sign up to the site for free. Create a profile, post pictures, write blog entries, all the usual bullshit. They don't even have to post any provocative photos of themselves, but the goal is to get strange men to contribute money toward their breast augmentation surgeries, so a little aggressive campaigning
Men can sign up for a basic account for free but you can't do much with that. To really do anything (send more than 5 messages, view and receive private photos/videos), you have to sign up for a "premium account" at $9.95/month.
Each woman has a goal amount for the cost of their surgery. $5,000. $10,000. This varies. Men can contribute as little as $10—up to sky's the limit—toward any woman's surgery. What's in it for the men? The women usually offer some more risque private photos. Some offer videos. Some will do special request photos/vids.
But this is not
a hardcore pornographic website. Nor is it "Adult Friend Finder". The site strictly prohibits the exchange of personal contact information beyond the confines of the website. (Because they can't control the safety of those interactions.)
Naturally, I had to conduct some further research into the site, for the sake of this article...
Create The Perfect Girl at MyFreeImplants.com!
The site has the feel of a basic online dating website. People have profiles, you look at pictures, exchange messages. Except, of course, you can't ever actually meet any of the people you're messaging. (That said, there have got to be a million different ways to surreptitiously exchange personal contact info, though the site is supposedly very carefully monitored to prevent this.) As a guy, when you sign up for even a free basic profile—without even posting a photo of yourself or writing anything on your profile
, the women start flooding you with private messages...
"Hi Malice! I see you're new here..."
"Malice, how are you? I knew a guy named Malice once..."
"Hii tHere, Malice! XOXO So, how did yoo find thes site...?"
If you actually upload a photo and put anything of substance on your profile, obviously the women can latch onto that and target you better.
To get all S.A.T. for a moment:MyFreeImplants.com is to online dating sites
as strip clubs are to regular bars.
Which is to say, on the surface at least, the gender roles are switched: women aggressively pursue the men, and more pointedly the men's wallets. But while there's a flirtatious nature to the interactions, there's almost zero possibility of taking the "relationship" any further. In fact, you'd have far better odds of taking a stripper home.
Yes, there is some nudity, but not nearly as much as you'd imagine. MOST of the photos to be found range from downright Mormon-friendly to fairly tame. Nothing you wouldn't be able to see on network television, or at least FX. The lure of private photos, in exchange for a contribution, would offer more explicit nudity... but the internet has no shortage of free naked women pics
So, what is it then if it's not based exclusively
The women have their own narratives. There are a surprising number of moms who are looking to restore their breasts to their pre-child-bearing sizes/forms. Married women who have their husbands take the photos of them for the site. Some women need reconstructive surgery after an illness.
The women can't just access their funds to go on shopping sprees, either. When a woman achieves her target goal for the cost of the surgery, the funds are paid directly to the doctor. For the men, the added incentive of "before and after" pics.
One of the women profiled in the documentary chose to only post non-nude photos of herself. Until she actually had her consultation with a surgeon, got excited about the prospect of the enhancement, and started posting far racier pics of herself in order to reach her goal quicker. (She did.)