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I am transferrig this post from another thread. I felt like I was going overboard in my response to his question and my response was too long, so I separated it (my apologies to archlove.
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I would love to be cured of this!
Although I would never (EVER) go out and actively seek a cure, I'd accept it in a heartbeat if it should fall out of the sky in and into my lap - as footgirls seem to sometimes do.
I can barely get through a single day without some foot-related event of some kind popping up and taking me (happily) off course and on a "foot tangent" of some kind. Whether it be fletching into my parked car to take photos of a girl's feet, or running into a girl who I just can not help but to engage in some sort of activity that will involve her feet.
It is so deeply ingrained in my spirit, so innate that it seems to run (no, FLOOD) freely through my veins. It is 100% genuine and unadulterated by any pre-meditated thoughts or pre-conceived notions (or plans).
I have never had (nor am I willing to participate in) a relationship with any female that did not include her feet. I have never allowed myself to go into a relationship with a girl who's feet were not very beautiful - and this includes (literally) inspecting her feet for calloused areas and other possible problems.
Over the course of a month, I chew up about two or three thousand cellular minutes specifically relating to Feet and footgirls. Eighty percent of my social life revolves around footgirls who are also friends (and other things) - the other twenty percent is usually occupied by unexpected encounters dealing with feet .. such as the Nurse from the Bonefish grill, the "Van Halen Foot Girl", the folk-singing footgirl, and on and on and on.
Yesterday, for example I was trying to take a day off from feet altogether, when I ran into the little doll Jamee - and got (happily) sidetracked off of my entire day to go cruising around (listening to Geronimo's Cadillac), with her feet on the dash; then later, spending an hour taking photos of her feet at a local park.
Footgirl Liv wants to go "Bowling for Feet" every time I turn around (and I can not resist this). Nikki has a two-for-one coupon for lunch at the Rock Salt Steak House, where she loves pulling foot stunts in the booths there, and I'll probably end up going. Trinity has taken over my brand-new PS2 (and Gradius V) and I love it because it means getting those FEET of hers.
Joy sends me a pair of her shoes in the mail and it makes me want to drive up & see her - and I do. I'm practically in love with Summer so when she calls and says "I want to go to Arbys", I can not resist it and end up forfeiting the rest of my evening for Arbys and Feet with her.
This is (literally) a very small sampling of what I go through each and every day and every waking hour of each day.
Right this minute, in fact, I'm sitting in a coffee shop trying to spend a few calm minutes with a quality beverage & biscotti and guess what?
There is a GORGEOUS and LONG Blonde female with big, beautiful feet who just walked in a few minutes ago and I can't stand the idea of not sucking her toes. So try as I might, I'm going to end up caving in to this incessant LOVE for feet of mine and seeing what I can do about that.
What's even more warped is that I'll probably end up sucking her toes, one way or another (with any luck) and - for the love of her feet, end up clogging up even more cellular minutes (and time away from work). With a little luck, I may find myself logging into these forums tonight with some outrageous story about meeting her (here) in a coffee shop, fletching out to my car to take photos of her feet and who knows what else???
After all of that? It all starts RIGHT BACK again tomorrow morning - that is, if I'm able to get through a night without dreaming about feet as well (and I probably won't).
As to finding or accepting a cure - yes, cure me if you can. But until then I'm going to LOVE each and every single SECOND of it and though I don't go out and pursue any of this, I will HAPPILY accept each and every shred of feet-related pleasures that happen to come my way, happily resisting none of it. NONE OF IT.
-------------------- Respectfully,
Ben
[ July 22, 2005, 06:24 PM: Message edited by: Ben Del Amitri ]
-------------------- Respectfully,
Ben
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Right off the bat I'll commend you outright for being an active participant in fulfilling your foot fantasies and for indulging in the things that bring you pleasure in life. You and I are very much in the same boat in that we both live what can only be referred to foot fetish lifestyles, that is, lifestyles which revolve around our foot fetishes. The people we know, the place we go, overwhelmingly foot-related. As I've said on many occasions out here, my foot fetish is a strong part of my identity, and thus to deny it in any way would be to deny my very self. When people refer to a "cure" when speaking of foot fetishes, they end up likening the fetish to some sort of disease. On the contrary, I've always found a foot fetish to be a healthy means of sexual expression & fulfilling gratification in the hands of a well-adjusted individual, and I'd certainly be happy to qualify you among those ranks, Ben. I know that if a cure were ever to be offered to me, I'd reject it with extreme prejudice. Yes indeed, my foot fetish has Energizer batteries onboard and it will continue to keep going and going and going...
You've got some great points, as always. I'm of two minds in this situation; often wondering when (or if) I can ever get past the fact that my love for feet and foot-related activities consumes so much of me - while at the same time, basking so luxuriously in the headiness of it all and soaking up every moment of it so voraciously (and with such pleasure).
Like you, it is a very large part of my identity and I guess I realize that for me the only real cure would be a trans-orbital lobotomy; which would obviously "cure" just about every other thinking and feeling nuance.
Although I would accept a cure, I've never (ever) seen it as any sort of illness, sickness or disease. I've always felt, even when very young, that my love for female feet gave me a distinct advantage over others because it broadened my experiences with girls, heightened my pleasures with them and gave me much more to see and appreciate in them as well.
-------------------- Respectfully,
Ben
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I hear you guys loud and clear. I come to Wu daily to get my fix and I love it. Why would we want a cure... this is who we are and what we are about. We LOVE pretty feet and there is not a damn thing wrong with us. Rock on, guys!
-------------------- V/R, FM9 aka Mr. Footbooty "She had real pretty feet. I was always a sucker for pretty little feet... Outside of her being pretty and hip, with a good body, her feet is what attracted me." - p. 39 of "Miles" (Davis) The Autobiography Posts: 8821 | Registered: Sep 2003
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this goes back to the homosexual argument and wether its genetic or environmental....
if its genetic,youre a freak of nature,if its environmental..youre a freak.
you guys should understand,the reason i do what i do at the heart of it,is the fact that my footguy related to me the point that he had been having footjob fantasys,and ONLY footjob fantasies,since 4th grade class.he said he has never had a fantasy about sexual intercoarse without at least 85% of the fantasy involving feet.
like any normal kid growing up,he read the occasional penthouse or playboy,he said some of them had stuff about feet,usually a foot massage leading to intercoarse or something like that.he said he always read furiously anticipating the point where they would say "feet on cock" but they never did.he walked away feeling worse than he had before he read it.
he said for years and years he was constantly told he was wierd by the sex industry.unless you know where to look,there arent alot of places for a male who likes female feet on thier cock to see material.he was actually 19 by the time he actually saw a footjob picture.ill never forget how he described it.
"it was like someone tapped me on the shoulder and said hey dude....youre totally normal,and smiled" the way his voice sounded when he told me this made me realize how hard it can be for someone with this fetish.i know not alot of men understand women because of the old saying that men are visual and women are emotional....well i felt the emotion of this statement...and finally understood what he felt from the visual side of feet.
thats when i realized he had lived his first 19 yrs feeling like an abstract version of a man,one of god's picassos.the reason he and i have a site now isnt for money,hell how much do you think we make....its because i know there are 18 and 19 yr old guys out there just like he was,who are finding this material and realising they arent alone as they thought they were.they will wake up the next day motivated by the fact that there are men who would gladly stand up and say i am with you brother,her feet are gorgeous and i want them on muy cock.i hope i have at least had this effect on one person.
ben what i would tell you is the same thing i would tell a bottle of midol looking for the cure that would change its color.....embrace it...you yourself are the cure for something much bigger
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I must have communicated my main points poorly because I DO embrace it, I think more than anybody I know. Maybe more than anybody, period. I'm very strong on both sides of the coin.
My lamentations are more along the lines of wanting to find a way to temporarily break free of it because (in my case) it does absorb so much of my waking life.
To be CERTAIN - I have never (ever) felt wrong, "outside", strange or in any way remorseful about my love for feet - and could never have cared less what others thought; all along the way, from the time I was a child, I've made it known and happily so. Which is probably why I've made it a public part of my life as an adult.
What I was trying to say is that it does absorb so much of my life and that (even when I want to), I'm not able to break free from it for short periods .. in order to pursue other things with cleaner focus.
In fact, at the very moment I was writing the original post I was stricken by the sight of a long blonde with big, beautiful feet (she had walked into the coffee shop and sat down near me); and sure enough, I did get distracted by it and yes, ended up talking to the girl - and yes, going out to my parked car to take pictures of her feet (and some other things). This little episode absorbed most of my afternoon.
This illustrates things well with what I was saying; that I can barely scrape through a full hour or two without some foot-related distraction pulling me (happily) off course. So there goes my afternoon and my evening was (again, happily) mostly given to the feet pleasures of (porn star) Candy.
I've never wondered if it was genetic or environmental because I have (honestly) never cared enough to wonder. Ironically, until I was in high school, I thought everybody in the world loved feet the way I did. I couldn't imagine (and STILL can not believe) that not everybody in the world can view female feet this way - because to me it has always felt so good, so "normal" and so natural.
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Ben
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I think Mona is trying to be the Mother Teresa of feet!
Interesting case for Ben there. It looks like your foot love has pretty much consumed every aspect of your life from work to pleasure. I suppose if I could go back and time to be a single and younger guy I'd probably do it that way too!
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I don't want a cure for this. It's a part of who I am.
I haven't had the most glamorous life, I'm not the richest man, I'm just an average guy making an honest living. I could find numerous things to complain about, but I don't. Why you ask? Because I prefer to be happy!
I'm at a point in my life where I've found peace & happiness. One of the things I happen to find the most peace and happiness in is my love for the female foot. You wouldn't believe how at peace I am when I share these stories with you all, check out all the lovely footgirls @ Wu & wherever else who contribute to my happiness. Why would I give that up?
To all my foot brothers out there... CONTINUE TO SPREAD THE FOOTLOVE, AND KEEP THE FOOT MOVEMENT ALIVE!!!
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