And does that turn on the OP?
How long ago was that? Seems like that book would have gotten a lot thicker since we’ve all started sharing things on the internet.
You can be as personally repelled as much you want but speculating authoritatively on a topic you have no personal experience in and suggesting that the best someone can do is to bribe an unwilling soul into putting up with them is ignorant and insulting. People used to make the same ill informed speculations about gay people when everyone was still forced to be in the closet and nobody knew an out gay person. Thankfully, now most of us have at least interacted with at least one gay person and we’re slowly moving away from misleading and damaging stereotypes about them.
Having a desire to eat shit doesn’t make you a better or worse person than not having a desire to eat shit. It doesn’t make you any more likely to be a child molestor or a rapist or a violent sociopath. It barely has any bearing on your life outside the bedroom whatsoever. Your co-worker, that cute girl at the gym, the pastor at your church, any one of them might be a coprophile and you would have no idea. It makes life slightly harder and finding someone compatible slightly trickier but so does being messy or clumsy or ugly.
I’ve had multiple relationships where I was the first person my partner had ever admitted their fetish to because I made it clear through both my words and actions that ultimately, I would be non-judgemental. Whatever it is, you figure out a way to roll with it. It doesn’t mean you have to jump to the most extreme version of whatever that activity is immediately, you experiment, test the waters and negotiate. Some of it, I’ve enjoyed very much, other stuff, it doesn’t do anything for me but I get joy out of it because I see how happy it makes my partner. Sometimes, it becomes a regular part of the routine, other times, it’s a thing we try once just to get it out of the system and neither of us feels a sufficient need to revisit it again. Ultimately, if you like someone enough, you’ll put up with whatever shit is needed to make them happy, and this is just a particularly literal piece of that shit. And let me tell you, two people who are together who are totally open to each other about their respective fetishes and enthusiastically exploring them together is way more fun that two people having vanilla sex every night and secretly yearning for something else but too scared or ashamed to ever admit it.
Again, it’s perfectly fine to say that you, personally could never love a coprophile (although go into it with an open mind and maybe you’ll be surprised), but it’s not an ok thing to suggest that nobody could love a coprophile, especially because you would be objectively wrong.
Being gay, or liking bondage or rough sex etc. etc. is a way different animal than a desire to eat human poo. I get that you think this is all about exploration on the bell curve of sexuality and desire, but IMO there comes a point where a particular fetish does reflect an unstable mentality and (again IMO) an overpowering desire to eat human feces or eat human flesh or drink menses falls within those boundaries. Maybe Bob the scat eater or Jim the wannabe cannibal keep their yards tidy and go to church on Sunday, but something is not wound right there, and most people keeping their distance would be well advised.
Eating poop is fine, if that’s your thing. But, referring to women as “females”? Eeew, creepy.
LOL Agree.
And how do you decide where that point is? When I was a teenager and coming to terms with the fact that I was gay, I went to the library and looked up homosexuality. Every single one of the books was in the “Abnormal Psychology” section. And every single one of the books had to do with the idea that I had an “unstable mentality,” and that it led to crime, disease and suicide. There was no such thing as being “out” back then, because it was something that you were supposed to be ashamed of, something about you that if others knew about it, you’d be ridiculed or beaten up or murdered. In many parts of the world, even in much of the U.S., this is unfortunately still the case.
We are supposedly here to fight ignorance, not promote it.
I don’t want to consume ANY woman’s feces just one I am extremely intimate with. I don’t look at a girl and say…‘Oh baby. I want to eat your shit up’. I wouldn’t want eat a prostitutes, a black woman’s, an old woman, or teen woman’s feces; or even any ‘pretty’ woman’s feces (Emily VanCamp). I would rather get repeated high voltage shocks than ever indulge in any of those.
I think people misunderstand my fetish. It’s not about the physical act of consuming excretory products but the bond and intimacy that I share with someone. Me eating my partner feces shows (IMO) the things I’m willing to do to please them. If my partner didn’t want that then I would respect that though try to come to a compromise.
This has nothing to do with mental illness. Let’s not fall into the Bandwagon fallacy assuming that if the majority of humans find it disgusting then those who partake in that act must have a psychological problem.
Just curious…do you live in a liberal area? Assuming your in the US.
femmejean, join fetlife.com, create a profile and find someone with interests like yours. It won’t be easy, but it’s easier now than any other time in history thanks to the Internet.
Hmm.a few people I’ve spoken to always said that dating sites can be quite dangerous. Is that generally true?
Dangerous in what respect?
It’s not a dating site. It’s a social media site for people with kinky sexual fetishes. You make a profile and label what kind of activities you’re interested in, and can locate people based on the same. There’s specific groups where like minded people can discuss things like what you find interesting.
And yes, you can meet lots of people to have casual sex with or date. There are some risks associated with online dating or casual sex, but personally I think they’re appropriate risks if you take them with due caution. On the other hand, my understanding is contact with human feces is very risky. You might consider only pursuing your interest in urolagnia initially, or only pursuing them in a fantasy context but with a real romantic partner with matching interests.
That was a book I found in the psychology section of a college library in the late 1970’s. As I recall it was quite large - around 500 pages or so.
And back then they had a very difficult time getting information like this out of people - getting statistics on what percentage of people like this, percentage who like that, etc.
I imagine this sort of research would be MUCH easier these days with the internet. See how many page views/web sites there are on certain topics. See how many people look at certain types of pictures. Etc.
OK maybe there is a beautiful, kind, loving woman out there who will shit on a plate so you can eat her feces and relish the intimacy this creates for you. You gaze into her gorgeous, endless eyes as you take your fork and carefully nip off some of the warm, fragrant brown turd she has produced for you. You inspect it lovingly and notice how it was formed in convergent layers by her bowel and the little bits and pieces of undigested food woven throughout. No pinworms of other creatures are waving back at you, so reverently you lift the morsel to your nose inhaling deeply and flaring your nostrils to get the full impact. The pungent aroma is overpowering so close and up you are in heaven.
You pass the aromatic brown chunk between your lips and explore it with your tongue rolling it around it your mouth. Firm yet soft you feel it dissolving in your mouth before you gulp it down. You want more and dig in! Seeing you smacking and chewing so lustily with a filmy smear of poo, her poo, coating your lips she gazes beatifically at you and the connection is so real you feel transcendent.
Hope you find your gal.
Most likely a woman like Emily VanCamp or Andrea Cross (actor)
Jokes aside though, I’m not interested in online dating but I will just keep on trying.
I hope to do this with an attractive brown eyed woman with a beautiful smile. Preferably a middle aged, Western, English speaking fashionably dressed, healthy weight, educated woman. Perhaps a ‘mother’ figure. In a romantic way but also a liberal disciplinarian way.
I do wonder though if deference might deter any woman. Even the nicest of them all. Saying things like “Miss/Mother, may we try…scat please? I know you think that’s weird but I really adore you” I know some women address men as ‘daddy’ but for many women I’m not sure that might be acceptable.
I think you should take **Fuzzy Dunlop’s **advice. When there is a strong desire for a very specific and very out-there fetish, you are better off finding someone who shares that fetish and fall in love with her, rather than finding a vanilla girl, getting her to love you and then trying to get her to do scat.
Assuming you are for real, the chances are high that there is someone that meets your criteria but it is going to take some work to find them. That probably means posting on very alternative websites (the SDMB is an alternative site in a way but not alternative in that specific way). People here have been very patient and understanding with your unusual desires even though the vast majority of us find it repulsive. That is really all you can ask for from a board like this. We have had other posters with very unusual desires including one that lived as a completely submissive slave with a painful dog collar, chains and everything else that goes along with it.
As long as you aren’t hurting anyone, I wish you the best in your endeavours. However, I will echo the sentiment that you can’t build a relationship around a single fetish. Shit-eating won’t pay the bills, ensure intimacy, stability or anything else. What if you get tired of her shit (very literally in your case)? Would you feel the need to find someone else’s shit to deal with?
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…nah, its not working for me.
I see what you did there.