One Hundred Percent

There’s a specific charge to the idea of two women who have no business being together ending up together anyway. Not performers, not women working through something publicly announced—just two straight women, surprised by their own momentum, crossing a line they drew themselves and finding the other side more interesting than expected.

That’s the exact niche the Reddit forum r/StraightGirlsPlaying occupies. Straight women with other straight women, which sounds like a contradiction until you watch it actually happen and understand that categories are considerably more porous than they’re advertised to be. The porn performers who occasionally drift in pretending to discover something new don’t do anything for me. I want the real thing—the authentic surprised expression, the moment of realization that what’s happening is good and strange and nothing like what they anticipated. That’s the whole appeal.

There’s something specific about the moment of crossing. Not coercion—the absolute opposite of that—but the moment where someone steps past a boundary they personally established and finds the air on the other side fine, actually. The expression on a face when that happens is unlike any other available to human beings. Whether that qualifies as a fetish or just a long-running obsession with a particular kind of transformation, I honestly couldn’t say. Both, probably.