I've gone through periods of feeling ashamed over this. I tried to put it aside for many years because I thought it was wrong. It worked for awhile, but eventually I got sucked back in. Now I'm invested. Probably too far in to stop. So far that I confessed my kink to a girl I was seeing. Someone I really liked. She was disgusted with me. She compared it to pedophilia. Told me I needed to see a therapist. I thought she was fairly kink friendly, but I was wrong. At one point I touched her arm because it was an emotional experience and she recoiled. The look on her face was something I'll never forget. She was terrified of me. She had trusted me and the fact that I'm into watching girls fuck dogs disgusted her so much that she couldn't stand to be around me. She blocked me and I never heard from her again. That was probably my lowest point. I was worried that what she saw was who I really am. I don't think that's the case anymore. I don't feel like a monster.
That experience made me feel pretty terrible. I've recovered and told a few other girls since then. It never went well, but it hasn't been good either. I'm pretty sure I'm going to ruin every relationship I get into because of this until I find someone that's into it. I suppose at this point it doesn't matter if I'm ashamed of myself because I don't think I have a choice of being into this stuff.
That experience made me feel pretty terrible. I've recovered and told a few other girls since then. It never went well, but it hasn't been good either. I'm pretty sure I'm going to ruin every relationship I get into because of this until I find someone that's into it. I suppose at this point it doesn't matter if I'm ashamed of myself because I don't think I have a choice of being into this stuff.