Hmm....
Too much exposure to the Western Media will actually draw your mind frame to think that Fetishes are bonded tightly with kinky sex, bondage foreplays and Candle drips..
Well .. yah . in a way, its partly correct. And that is the usual broadly understood meaning.
But Fetishes can also be formed out of an object of irrational reverence or obsessive devotion without any sexual connotations.
Its true, I dun bluff wan..... Wah kauZZ !!! I can feel the heads shaking. But please read on.
Now, this blog today serves to defunct all previous myths that fetishes are just and only limited to sex. And I believe I am not alone.
I have this particular interesting fetish. Not that I am very proud of. But you see, some things are carried over from childhood. And they can really proved tough to eradicate. Luckily, my fetish is not a sin. Else I will be confessing everyday.
Btw hor, if you are 16 and below, I strongly suggest you switch to google.com now, immediately now. And type in the words, "pure, innocent, naive" and just spend the next hour reading all that is churned out from the search engine for you. Its better mental food for you. I wouldnt want any motherly auntie to come to me and scold me, " Ehh!!! Why you teach my daughter this 'dirty' thing? "
But if you are above 16, you may continue reading.
Okay for those of you, who are in your 20s or early 30s now, you must probably remember a time when you are a small kid, and you sleep in a very very cosy little kiddy bed, that you dun mind not changing the bedsheets for months, and that you like to snug into, especially during rainy days.
But I bet, there's probably still some fond memories of a particular childhood companion that you will secretly reminisce, even into your adulthood.
And that is none other than your "Chou Chou". For some of us, our "Chou Chou" is our little small toddler pillow. For some of us, our "Chou Chou" is our little small toddler bolster, that has to be ritualistically hugged by you every night before you go to sleep. For others, their "Chou Chou" is their rug blanket or a particular soft toy.
But why the name "Chou Chou"? Because the more you do not wash them, the more soft they become, the more cuddly they become, the more cosy and warm they become, and best of all, the more smelly they become. And the best part to disgest, some of us actually savour and drool at the thought of smelling it just before we sleep, and the more smelly it gets, the more kick and satisfaction we derived.
Btw, for those of you who are chinese illiterate, "Chou Chou" means "smelly smelly" in Chinese.
So here I here i am confessing my "Chou Chou" to the public.
My "Chou Chou" is my little pillow who has been with me since I was in Primary School.
Hmmm I am married now, and part of my pre-natal agreement with my wife was to make her agree that when we stay together, the "Chou Chou" must come along.
Needless to say, she did put up a violent protest.
"How can you bring that dirty thing and put it alongside our beautiful newly bought pillows and bed linen?"
Wah kauZZ !!!
But hey, I won the arguement in the end. Because I too have brains.
I ransomed her with a blackmail. And You wanna know what is it ?
hahaha......She too has a "Chou Chou".
"if you aint going to accept my "Chou Chou", neither am i going to give your "Chou Chou" any face. And I am going to expose your "Chou Chou" to your closest friends"
immediately, realising she has lost her ground, the white flag flies patriotically.
So here I am, 30 years of age, and gloating with self inflicted proudness of having won the battle,
lay down on my bed and start to smell my "Chou Chou" ferociously, like a heroin drug addict would do every time he needs a quick fix. And which I shamelessly continue to do for the rest of my marriage. Successfully bridging seamlessly, childhood into adult marriage life. Sometimes, my wife even has to wrestle with my "Chou Chou" for attention from me in our bedtime moments.
Ah ha!
Okay that ends the blog here.
te dum, te do......te te dum dum.....te te do....
Should I or should I not? My mind is contemplating.....
Temptation is really a power force.
okay lah, there is really a part two to the fetish.
I actually have an affair behind my wife's back.
The third party is none other than my famous "Chou Chou"
And everynight with fail, I would seriously enjoy some great moment with my "Chou Chou".
The only sad thing, is that its not sex, and does not have the capacity to reach orgasm.
How to achieve this fetish affair? Btw, here onwards is really R21 category liao hor.
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You know that every bolster casing has two ends with one cotton string each which you can tighten to fasten the two ends to contain the bolster right?
What I do is, I will fasten it with a dead knot just at the base of each cotton string, and the end product is a bolster with two cotton string loops at each end.
Then I cut one side of one cotton string jus above the dead knot. And you get a bolster with a loop at one end, and a dead knot on the other end with a dangling cotton string..
haha. The fetish here is that every night before I sleep, I will twirl the dangling cotton string, until its end forms a very pointed tip. And then I will skillfully manourvre it into my ear hole. and ecstasy will suddenly explode as i continue to twirl it all the way in ( very much the same way one uses the ear cotton bud). And as I twirl it in, wah, I slipped in a trance mode, oblivious to the surrounding and I continue to twirl .....and will continue in that trance state in physical satisfaction and enjoyment, until my wife reminded me, "Hey!! you prefer your fetish more than me, issit?"
To be frank, sometimes, I am really damned reluctant to snap out of that luxurious state
You guys should really try it.
Really damned shiok wan!! And I can't be more serious
And you know what?
My wife has became a convert now.
And everynight now, she will beg me to perform that manourvre on her.
Ha!!! I became an evangelist for my fetish.
OKay....before you continue to shake your head with a disapproving glance........I am sure you are guilty of some fetishes in your life too.
Are you those who like to roll their fingers on pointed ends of soft fabric?
Or do you like to roll your finger tips on blunt pointed metal edges like a Fork?
Not me, but All are true stories....
Wah Kauz!!! Believe me! We are all guilty of our own little festishes.
