We Have A Pregnancy Fetish, And It’s Also Destroying My Entire Life

We Have A Pregnancy Fetish, And It’s Also Destroying My Entire Life

My fetish is much more typical it is than you think. Lots of people own it. And with it, you might judge it, just like I would judge something I didn’t understand if you’re not familiar. Despite everything you may think, I’m not a monster. We have a solid, primal impulse, like you aren’t an addicting fetish does, and I also have always been alway in the act of balancing it down aided by the practicalities of true to life.

And before you ask, yes, I’m in treatment for having a maternity fetish. My specialist is aware of my issue, and it is the only individual who surely could get me to the doctor’s workplace for the birth prevention implant — a little club underneath the epidermis of my upper supply that we constantly, subconsciously scratch at. Continue reading “We Have A Pregnancy Fetish, And It’s Also Destroying My Entire Life”