Hey! I got to thinking back to the origin of what I would call my 'progenitor' kink and I thought I would talk about it on here because the origin of kinks and stuff is always interesting!
So, I've got a lot of kinks, and lots of them intersect with each other and make pinning down the differing origins of them difficult. But there's one kink I have that I absolutely KNOW the origin of. And it was the first one I ever developed.
When I was young, maybe, starting in junior high and lasting through high school, I had a recurring fantasy that involved malleability. It was my first fantasy involving malleability in fact. During tough times when I had a quiet moment I would dream that I was in some sort of laboratory with different machines in it. There was only one machine that was important/I was interested in though; a large mold that a person could get inside of and be squashed into a different shape. I would get into the mold and it would close on me, the inside contracting in areas and expanding in other areas with great force to smoosh me into a different shape. There would then be gouts of steam issuing out of the crack in the mold as it began to open. And then I would peel myself free and step out in a new body, a different gender. Each time I had the fantasy I would imagine myself with a somewhat different, to wildly different body.
So, this was my first fantasy involving malleability, as well as the first sign that I miiight not be cis, a word that didn't even exist in common parlance at the time. Sooo, this whole malleability thing is closely tied to my gender. Always has been. That fantasy during those hard times helped me to survive, even though I didn't know why at the time (I just knew it was a fantasy that was good at taking my mind off of things lol).
To this day, while malleability is a kink for me, it isn't ONLY a kink. It's more important, something that's primordial to my being. I haven't really found any complete answers on my gender questions yet, I just know that as time goes on it becomes clearer and clearer that I'm not cis. I feel that the comfort I got from that fantasy transferred to a lot of other kinks that were similar or related as I grew older (even spider-webbing beyond that over time). Flattening, my second favorite kink, is, after all, basically a sub-kink to malleability. It's literally one aspect of malleability distilled and concentrated into its purest form. That's why I use it so much in stories and why I sometimes intersect it with melting, another offshoot of malleability, to show a character getting so mushed up that they don't just flatten but they begin to lose their solidity as well.
Anyway, I believe I can trace the inspiration for this fantasy back to an old cartoon on a VHS tape I had as a kid (it was one of those compilation tapes of different classic cartoons including superman and others). It seemed to be about some world's fair of the future and involved a lot of absurd and humorous contraptions that would make life easier in the future. One of the contraptions was a big mold that a line of fat women took turns going into and being pressed into the same, slimmer, but more curvaceous form (kind of a dystopian misogynist homogeneous idea really [say that three times fast]). I don't know the name of the cartoon but It's not "All's Fair At the Fair" which actually has a SIMILAR device in it that does the SAME thing to the Mirandy character. All's Fair At the Fair can be found on YT https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zdwpvxuIYSQ if you're curious, but I've never found the one that I had seen on VHS (if anyone has any leads I'd LOVE to hear them).
So, that's the origin of me being into this weird, squishy cartoonish stuff. It dates back to an ancient, I'm guessing 1930's to 40's, cartoon and links to what must have been early questions about my gender before I even had any vocabulary to describe or understand anything of the sort. Hope this has been an interesting little post for ya! Now back to your regularly scheduled squishin! ;3