Surface (Chapter 6)
She'd remembered the reasons for which elizabeth hadn't liked being on meds, that it'd made her feel dissociated from others' feelings in a way she hadn't cared for and had drained her creative juices.
A man with a stag's head (part 5/?)
“i feel like maybe i have dissociative identity disorder. is it still called that?” “you know that is deflecting.” i felt childish. “yeah.” “i won’t make you share anything.
Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #1
dissociative disorder of some sort, surely. and, in a way, bea felt like she could understand a little. to suddenly see a person not as a whole, but as separate things - to lose the concept of the other.
Remote Body Control
Which it was, she supposed, in a weirdly detached, almost dissociative way. her pussy _was_ made, by millions of years of evolution, to make males cum quickly and easily.
FANG 6 Teaser - While the Wind Shook the Barley
He'd written me a few times after i had lefty, angry about how i'd gone about dissociating myself from kiltail at his expense. the last i heard, he married a pretty lass, which he showed little interest in except when drunk.
Hecatonchires’ exploration
The sensual feedback, as well as the dissociation from one’s body, would be enough to drive most people crazy. they were not in their body but a collection of bodies that was stretched as far as the connections could be. but briareos took it with ease.
The Woodfather - Reproduction Reports
Be sure to watch for dissociative identity disorders in subjects, however, especially given that they could potentially be adopting different lifestyles and personalities in the process.
The Piranha's Denial
She fought to keep focused on training, but her mood varied from focused to angry to almost dissociative.
Smooth Move (Vore Story)
Most of the feeling in his body had melted away at this point, replaced with a vague feeling of displacement and dissociation, almost as if he was watching all of this happen to him from somewhere else...it was an odd feeling, to be sure.
Friends In Low Places
To one side was panic, disbelief, and terror, while the other held a dangerous sort of dissociative nonchalance where her brain shut out all care of the situation in order to protect her from the pain of caring.
[SNEAK PEEK}Homecoming and Comeuppance
Cula closed her eyes and cleared her mind, trying to dissociate herself from her own senses. she pictured the constellations of the night sky above, going through her memories, naming each one and trying not to smell or taste that death-stink.
A man with a stag's head (part 2/?)
I realized also, hey, maybe keeping a journal while i dissociated was a good idea. one easily accessible thought was my necklace.