agileflexy

Ok, first, thanks to all those who support my foot fetish! it's not often that people show their affection for female feet, much less, MALE feet. I hope you like my feet even though they are not truly female (though I think so). Second, my appreciation for the female form continues to grow. It's like a wild beast that beckons to be fed. The longer I suppress the urges the stronger (and more erotic) they grow. Lately I've been haunted by dreams of being dominated. Not in a sick or masochistic way, but in true love. I've dreamt of a beautiful woman who understands my fetish and indulges me. She takes it one step further and loves me with her st

I've been thinking about my foot fetish a lot lately. Often I feel a tinge of shame for it. Society treats it...or labels my love of the female foot as a fetish. Yet "breast men" or "leg men" don't suffer the same slings and arrows. What makes the love of feet different than the love of breasts? Honestly I can't stand the huge breast thing. But I don't judge someone for it. Hey, to each their own, right? All said I think I'm lucky. Women don't bare their breasts in public but on any given day I can usually catch a glimpse of someones feet or toes. I wish I could bring back fully fashioned or rht stockings though. But that's another story...

I'm such a slave to the female form. As far as I'm concerned it is one of the greatest creations...ever. It consumes me so much that I often wish I had the body of a female so that I could look at it in all it's glory at my whim! This is NOT normal. I know that. On the other hand the male body holds no interest to me at all. I feel... weak.