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Ok this got longer than I had intended and I kind of almost side tracked really quickly:
I used to be pretty emetophobic about both real life and fictive puke but I've got much, much more comfortable with it in the past 4 or so years. I remember how I realised back when I had just started getting more comfortable with it that if I wasn't emetophobic I would probably find it hot. And that's kind of what happened? Now I can even stand it in real life if the cause is right (ie someone puking because they've drank too much alcohol) and in fiction I find it really appealing. But in the wrong context/scenario it's still a huge NO.
I've been thinking about it in the past couple of months (again) and I'm not sure anymore if I actually ever found myself feeling icky distressing because I was afraid of vomiting or if it always was just about I being a stubborn asshole who wants to fight such urges till the very end, and knowing that with puke I probably would not be able to win that fight. If that makes any sense. I guess when it's I instead of someone else I mostly fear embarrassing myself and showing weakness? And thus my aversion to other people puking due to unknown reasons would simply be "what if it's contageous and I catch it and something embarrassing happens".
Aside from that there's always the actually scary stuff. I'm not afraid of death/dying nor am I afraid of illness, but I do find death by illness very distressing. If you take the things that I usually find hot about being sick to the extreme it suddenly becomes a nightmare. Puke related stuff have a too high probability of serious dehydration and other such problems that easily become lethal. To enjoy puke I need the environment to be controlled enough, the cause to be something that passes easily enough and without medication, and it can't take place somewhere where clean water is not quaranteed nor somewhere where it's really warm. Among other stuff.
Anyway. I actually enjoy other things than the h/c aspect of puking. Like that's nice, too, but I really like all the feelings of physical discomfort and/or pain, the intense need to do something and any attempts to fight the inevitable as well as the moment in which the character realises they can't keep it down any longer.
Does anyone else on here share my love and fetish for handkerchiefs and all their assorted uses (normal and kinky)?
Always happy to chat with anyone that does, so if that's you, please leave a reply or message me.
Am I the only one in Scotland?
Haha, she made no attempt to cover whatsoever! Awesome sneeze though!
Also, the reaction from the guy on the right was just like I would have been.......
"Oh, bless you.........ummmmm.........now wtf was I supposed to be saying next.....I can't remember"