Foreword: Before I get stuck into this post, I’d like to make it very clear that I am no longer operating this alt account, for various reasons which I will get to later. So you won’t find anything if you try to search for it. I have wanted to write about this for a while, and now seems like as good a time as any.
So here we go…
The Ins and Outs of Running an ‘Alt’ Nudes Account on Twitter
It was the end of September 2018 and I was feeling immensely curious and horny. I wanted to do something that allowed me to express my sexual desires in a way that was interactive. What better way to do that than create a separate, dedicated Twitter account for this purpose? At first I wanted this to be a locked, private account so I could curate who had access to it, but then I had a brainwave. I didn’t want my face, name or other personal details to be revealed (because who the fuck knows what would have happened) but I could absolutely wear a humorous-looking mask and still keep everything open to the public.
And so the ‘Ms Pigeon’ persona was born. A British girl in ‘London’ (since that’s vague enough) marauding around in the nude, being a total poser, testing out new toys, creaming myself up in the shower, pissing in the sink, fucking myself with vegetables, and trying to take collections of artful black and white nudes in the mornings. Sometimes, I’d ditch the silicone pigeon head for a simple balaclava – especially if there was an oral activity involved.
I ran the account for a total of six weeks. For various reasons – privacy being one, but protecting the relationship with my husband as another (he had initially agreed that I could do it, but changed this stance later on – which is absolutely fair enough and I have made peace with this aspect!) I decided to stop posting videos and photos and delete everything. During the time the account was up, there were in excess of 2,000 followers.
After deleting it, there was – at first – a kind of empty void inside me. Honestly, I felt like part of my identity had been stripped away. But on the other hand, I realised I had become a slave to my own pursuit of creativity. And that wasn’t necessarily healthy. Instead of simply filming or capturing things that I would normally do, I felt the drive to ‘perform’ for the camera and for the audience. The Ms Pigeon character, therefore, ended up being an extension of me. But she wasn’t really me in a complete sense.
Unlike a lot of other people who run these types of accounts, I actively encouraged guys to send dick pics or masturbation videos via DMs. I understand why people don’t like unsolicited images of genitalia being sent to them, but I was just inherently curious to see what kind of effect the content I produced was having on people. Also, there was one fantastic bisexual guy who would share clips of himself fucking his male friend, since he knew I’m into that kind of thing. Most likely I really annoyed a lot of people running lewd gay accounts because I was constantly liking a LOT of m/m porn, and alas I’m a straight woman. Well, whatever. That’s beside the point.
Generally, I just recorded what I wanted to, but there seemed to be a significant appetite for urination, so I did my fair share of clips pissing in the bathtub. I have very strong pelvic floor muscles, so it uh…goes a long way. That was really the extent of the requests. Nothing else got put to me. I think I tried to put something new out there, so I could more easily fend off requests. One rule I had was that I’d never send nudes directly to any of the followers. It was all public and I was always anonymous. That was the core thing that I never swayed from. And I made it clear that I wasn’t interested in hooking up in real life. That didn’t stop people suggesting threesomes, and while I was flattered, I politely declined.
But what I would like to say is that ultimately there were ups and downs to having this alt account. It was never all fairy dust and sparkling unicorns. The main pro was having a platform through which to express myself in a different way than I usually would, to find new ways of exploring my sexuality, all the while trying to have a sense of humour about what I was doing. Eventually, I realised that deep down all I wanted was a creative space. It never had to be a nudes account. The whole thing took off ridiculously quickly and I found myself spending far too much time engrossed in reading all the comments, uploading new content (sometimes several times a day) and trying to manage the messages coming in through the open DMs. It was a challenge to juggle everything to say the least, especially when I was also trying to concentrate on work and other things in my life.
In the process of becoming ‘Ms Pigeon’, though, I discovered some great accounts, with people from all walks of life and sex workers posting their homemade pornography. Admittedly, I never considered what I was doing to be ‘sex work’ per se, because I wasn’t generating income from it at all. What I got from it was a sense of validation that I never actually needed. But nevertheless, I got it. And I won’t lie – it was a lot of fun. But had I still been continuing with this account today, I believe it would have had a negative impact on my mental health and sense of personal identity. I would have spent countless hours trying to appease strangers online, and I knew I couldn’t keep that kind of thing up for much longer. It was becoming a strain, and really the spark and initial intrigue died a lot faster than I’d imagined it would.
Still, it was an experience, and one that I’ll always remember. It’s another facet that has really helped shape how I view sex and I’m truly thankful for that! Closing the account was also a chance to start this blog, and now this has become one of my primary outlets for expressing new ideas.
In case you’re wondering, here’s the freaky-ass pigeon mask I wore:
Lustful Lines 