Stereotype of a loner

HoundDogRuffDog

Zooville Settler
I just wanted to kick off a conversation about one of the most stereotypical zoophile stereotypes there is..

A lot of the general public think a zoophile is this pathetic sack of nothing who failed ever coming into close contact with other humans so they just "settled" with having sex with animals. As if animals only serve the purpose of being a surrogate human especially for straight human males.

I was very aware of this stereotype as a teen, so I did all I could to NOT have sex with animals before humans.
I made sure I lost my virginity to a human and made sure I was well woven-into and social with humans. I have no friends left from that early period of my life so I don't really know it that was all that beneficial to me in the end.. but I did not lose my virginity to an animal like I intended to so.. uh.. yay?

Now I realize this is not all that remarkable outside of showing the antis who I am and TBH none of the anits would ever believe I would have sex with an animal that is happy and willing or that I lost my virginity to a human. There is no satisfying them. What drives them is hate and nothing more.


But I'd like your talk more on this "issue"
Did you lose your virginity to an animal or to a human?
How do you feel about it?

I only lost my virgitny to a human because I wanted to show the society I am able to have sex with humans, and while I am just much more interested in dogs and equines, I can do it and I am somehow "worthy".
Now that I'm older, I don't give a toss about that anymore lol, and I will give advice to all of you new zoos: please ask for consent and love from who YOU want to! Don't let your life revolve around people who tell you to do things!

But I also want to know..
Did you have a strange upbringing? DId you have sex with animals and had to hide it?
Or were you like me and tried to avoid the inevitable attraction and love but in the end, had sex with animals anyway and the avoidance was just a phase in your young life?
 
Oh, I had a strange upbringing, for sure. Not conventional the least bit.
I LOVED every second of it, but it did not involve animals.

I believe, since we are humans, we should not decide to have a zoo-exclusive lifestyle without, first, SOME kind of substantive interactions, if not a relationship, with humans, covering a period of years. Before being zoo-exclusive, you need to be well versed in everything human.
I can speak about this, because I was exclusive to my horse for two years. Before that, my human relationships, all sexual, were many. That fact served me well when I decided to bring humans back into my life. In fact, I would have been lost without it.
 
i tend to not really care what others think of me. most of my coworkers seem to think i am a loner (well, i am introverted and kinda timid person around strangers), mainly because they know i live alone and i don't really talk much, i am a good listener tho. the truth is, i don't even really try to get to know them beyond "just a coworker". i work in a factory and it's the kind of pretty averagely paying job where everyone quits when they get the chance to "get a better job" so there's not much of a point to try to make friends. money is so low on my "what i want from life list" that i can see myself work there pretty much forever. besides, doing your 8 hour shift and then not care what happens until the next one is nice.

my close neighbors probably think i'm a loner too since there is just me and my dogs in the house. me leaving the house alone and coming back alone. i literally never had any visitors (besides a little housewarming party with friends when i bought the house) in the 5 or 6 years i live here. i'm just not the "come over to have a coffee or whatever" kind of guy. it's usually more friends get together so we hit a pub or a cinema or something instead.

we as zoos being seen as loners is pretty much the "default setting". as you said, to most we are just pathetic losers who can't get with humans so we use "surrogate humans" instead. can't really blame them tho.. anytime a "zoo" is caught and gets on the news it's some sadistic prick who most likely did it just to see a living creature suffer

my upbringing was fairly normal i guess. a mother, a father, some siblings. i did feel loved and i still visit my parents. the siblings not so much, i see them pretty much only on xmass. they just kinda went off to do their own things. guess that's expected.

i did lose my virginity (well, both virginities if you count butt as one too) to an animal. i don't regret it, i don't see why would i. i never had any attraction towards other humans. i was interested in dogs my whole childhood and it simply became sexual as well when i hit puberty.

I believe, since we are humans, we should not decide to have a zoo-exclusive lifestyle without, first, SOME kind of substantive interactions
it's funny how some folk believe "being a zoo-exclusive" is something one decides on being.
 
Did you lose your virginity to an animal or to a human?
How do you feel about it?
My first sexual experience was with a family dog. To be clear I consider oral to be sex too. I am not that much into anal and we did not have a female either.
The first time I did that I felt awful. :D I was scared, stressed out. I thought I am doing something wrong and that I am a pervert and something is broken in me. I even considered solutions for this problem.
Nowadays I accepted what I am, I do not care that I am somewhat broken on a cellural level :D and I would not change it.

Did you have a strange upbringing? DId you have sex with animals and had to hide.
No I did not. I grew up in a balanced, loving and happy family. I regularly visit them and we have good relationships.
I started just like anyone else by watching regular porn in early puberty. I soon discovered that it is not exciting for me. Then I deliberately looked for zoo porn and I instantly loved it.
The love for animals and the need for a relationship with an animal developed gradually over time during puberty.
While normal people around were thinking about girls, I was sitting at my school desk building up a fantasy about me and at that time probably a female border collie loving each other. I have actually never been interested in human females at all in my entire life.

Or were you like me and tried to avoid the inevitable attraction and love...
Yes I tried in the beginning. It does not work. Figting your own head is very hard. Trying to stop myself from thinking about animals never worked and I just could not make myself like humans because they just were not attractive for me.

Eventually much later in my life I had sex with a male friend purely out of curiosity. The whole idea was the result of me wanting to suck myself but could not. :D We talked about it before it happened I clearly stated that I do not want any relationship and that this was an experiment.
And while I am able to do this, I do not feel comfortable doing it and I came to the conclusion that this is not my cup of tea. My sexual orientation did not change and I still do not find people attractive.

I only lost my virgitny to a human because I wanted to show the society I am able to have sex with humans...
So I somewhat did something like you but the other way around. :D

A lot of the general public think a zoophile is this pathetic sack of nothing who failed ever coming into close contact with other humans so they just "settled" with having sex with animals.
At least in my case I came to believe that being a zoo has to do with the physical structure of my neurons and the way they connected as I was growing up. There was never a moment in my life where I would say "Now I will be zoo exclusive because I do not like people anymore." Quite the opposite actually I had a couple of people of both genders express interest in me I just refused them because I was never interested in such a relationship.
 
I have never done what other people expected me to do. I've always been uninterested into humans, and I've always made it clear pretty soon to relatives and friends that I'd never be engaged with someone, simply because it's not the life I want to live. I am not unable to establish a contact with other people, but I can't go beyond friendship, it simply doesn't appeal to me, whatever everyone thinks...
I grew in a normal family environment, so, it seems that there is no correlation between my sexual tastes and how I was raised...
I usually hear that other zoos start soon to have their zoo feelings, but I can say that until my twenties I loved animals like any regular animal lover. After that, it was... complicated xD
In any case, in the end I've accepted my nature and about one year ago I had my first sexual experience (or, at least, I like to consider it experience), making out with a handsome doggy boy. I never regret that my first time was with an animal, and I don't care that I'll never try anything sexual with a member of my same species ?
 
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Being a loner has nothing to do with zoo... I would know.
Absolutely right. Some people who are loners aren't zoo at all. Some people who are zoo, are not loners.
I'm sorry, Pillar, if being a loner makes you sad. I truly am.
 
Hum I am still a virgin at 48 y'all. I have yet to find the right partner and have all my ducks in a row financially. I prefer the company of animals to humans but I would not mind having a human companion. I love having close friends and family around aside from this though I much more often prefer to be alone as I can. It really has nothing to do with zoo. You can be an introvert and have no zooish side. Just as you can be an extrovert and be the most animal boinking zoo that ever lived. I mean look at all the zoo parties that have taken place in the past in some places. The laws tend to force us into being hermits in many instances. I would love to be intimate with a human actually who shared my love of animals. I think it is a cool thing to share with the right person.
 
Absolutely right. Some people who are loners aren't zoo at all. Some people who are zoo, are not loners.
I'm sorry, Pillar, if being a loner makes you sad. I truly am.
It drives me insane ? and it's ruined my life. :(

I'd rather not talk about it anymore, no point in looking back.
 
I just wanted to kick off a conversation about one of the most stereotypical zoophile stereotypes there is..

A lot of the general public think a zoophile is this pathetic sack of nothing who failed ever coming into close contact with other humans so they just "settled" with having sex with animals. As if animals only serve the purpose of being a surrogate human especially for straight human males.

I was very aware of this stereotype as a teen, so I did all I could to NOT have sex with animals before humans.
I made sure I lost my virginity to a human and made sure I was well woven-into and social with humans. I have no friends left from that early period of my life so I don't really know it that was all that beneficial to me in the end.. but I did not lose my virginity to an animal like I intended to so.. uh.. yay?

Now I realize this is not all that remarkable outside of showing the antis who I am and TBH none of the anits would ever believe I would have sex with an animal that is happy and willing or that I lost my virginity to a human. There is no satisfying them. What drives them is hate and nothing more.


But I'd like your talk more on this "issue"
Did you lose your virginity to an animal or to a human?
How do you feel about it?

I only lost my virgitny to a human because I wanted to show the society I am able to have sex with humans, and while I am just much more interested in dogs and equines, I can do it and I am somehow "worthy".
Now that I'm older, I don't give a toss about that anymore lol, and I will give advice to all of you new zoos: please ask for consent and love from who YOU want to! Don't let your life revolve around people who tell you to do things!

But I also want to know..
Did you have a strange upbringing? DId you have sex with animals and had to hide it?
Or were you like me and tried to avoid the inevitable attraction and love but in the end, had sex with animals anyway and the avoidance was just a phase in your young life?
If you don't have respect for yourself that is larger than the scorn of society, you don't tell anyone if you are a zoo, not even on an anonymous forum. I think that a certain sense of self-respect is related to why we open up to each other. Some people confuse that with being introverted, but it's not the same, really, as being introverted. Not being willing to sell your soul or live a lie to get away from loneliness isn't being introverted. It's just having a spine. Pride can lead to you spending large stretches of your life alone, but it's not really the same as prefering to be alone.

The question is, do you really want to give all of yourself to somebody that will never really accept all of yourself?

Your answer to that doesn't mean you aren't looking for someone you can give all of yourself to. I bet you really want to more than anything.

Is it "introverted" to not be satisfied with a partial, conditional friend that can only love a lie you told?
 
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If you don't have respect for yourself that is larger than the scorn of society, you don't tell anyone if you are a zoo, not even on an anonymous forum. I think that a certain sense of self-respect is related to why we open up to each other. Some people confuse that with being introverted, but it's not the same, really, as being introverted. Not being willing to sell your soul or live a lie to get away from loneliness isn't being introverted. It's just having a spine. Pride can lead to you spending large stretches of your life alone, but it's not really the same as prefering to be alone.

The question is, do you really want to give all of yourself to somebody that will never really accept all of yourself?

Your answer to that doesn't mean you aren't looking for someone you can give all of yourself to. I bet you really want to more than anything.

Is it "introverted" to not be satisfied with a partial, conditional friend that can only love a lie you told?
How do you know if they're lying?
 
How do you know if they're lying?
The problem is that I myself cannot handle living a lie. The same was true about the fact that I was gay. I did not want to know people that I was not sure would want to know me if I were gay, but in the long-run, I was never introverted. I was merely closeted, and I therefore had no way of knowing about the people around me.

Coming out made me more open. It made me more optimistic about people. It led me to believe that if people understand your sexuality and have somebody there to teach them about it, they will usually behave like they are of sound mind in regard to it.

I used to think that I was introverted and that I would only ever be happy if I were living out in a wilderness area hundreds of miles away from anybody, and I had a mind that I would as soon be left alone as ever see another human being ever again.

However, when I found a social milieu that invited me to be more open and honest about myself, I realized that the real problem was that I had developed a strong sense of contempt toward people because, when I was growing up, there was so much homophobia being flung around and nobody really attempting to challenge it. I was never ashamed of being gay, but I was ashamed of being a human being. My fellow human beings embarrassed me.

I think that people's attitude has improved over my lifetime, and I am finding that I am really very outgoing.

I am not about to reverse course just because paranoid anti-zoo beliefs are their current fetish. They have proved that that kind of imbecility can be thrashed out of them, and I am going to lean into that with ferocity and conviction.

You can never understand it if you are a straight zoo or even a younger gay zoo. Ask any gay zooey gray-muzzle that grew up in a conservative area, and you will hear the same stories you are experiencing now. It was a staple of macho male social interaction to have contests to see who hated the queers the most. You could not pass yourself off as masculine unless you had shot off at least one instance of "faggot" recently and done something, somehow, to prove that you are "not a queer." There was an unspoken but widely known list of things "you are not allowed to do because that's gay." It was a fairly pervasive social test. If you did not take part, then you were not really a part of anything.

Maybe it is still a part of youth culture in some areas, but when I was growing up, it was taken a lot more seriously. You still hear it now and then, but there was a time when it was the dominant sentiment in our society. Gay sex was a felony based on the "crimes against nature statute" that is still on the books but currently is neutered due to Lawrence v. Texas, and nobody wanted to change that fact or dared to suggest changing that fact.

I was cynical toward my fellow man, but I realized that a human being is like a horse or a dog. They can develop bad behaviors, and they can be trained out of bad behaviors. The right way to do it is not always to beat them, but even when you don't, the key is to speak with authority and conviction. When a dog is digging through the trash, that animal is not your equal in respect to that trash. You are not to be treated as a fellow dog that has come to challenge him and to fight over that trash. That trash is your territory, which was something that the dog already understood. It is that dog that crossed over a boundary, and you need to be serious about that boundary. Even if you take the most gentle approach to how you deal with that situation, you cannot do it without conviction.

I do not say, "Well, I kind of prefer guys...and I am married, except that the person I am married to is a man. I think that that is an okay thing. Would you be offended if I called him my husband, or would you think that's weird?" If all gay men went around talking like that, then it would only be a matter of time before people started calling our rights into question again.

Instead, I am not going to make it a point of debate. I am not asking for permission to be gay. I am not asking for feedback or opinions on the fact that I am gay. I say, "My husband and I have been married for four years." I draw the line. I brook no room for argument. I brush aside all question. I say it with authority. I do not put it down as a point that could be debated. I put it down as something that just IS.

I say to the dog, "My trash." It might be trash, and it might stink like everybody's trash. However, it is my trash. That is what the dog needs to know. It is not a debatable point.

The antis will stop their ridiculous witch-hunt when straight male canine zoos, as a rule, are saying, firmly, "Yes, this dog is my wife, and you will honor that: ask permission before you touch her," in the same intonation that they would correct a dog who is nosing at the trash, or in the case of equine zoos, a horse that is attempting to knock over a feed bin. Do not question yourself. You are right. Know that you are right in the same way that you know that you are right to ask a person of foreign nationality to obtain an entry visa before entering your country. The boundary exists because we defend it. It is there because we said it is there. Do not waver.

In the case of the national boundary, you stop having a country very soon after you stop being certain about your boundaries, and it is only a matter of time before the neighboring country comes knocking on your door to the house you grew up in and inherited from your great grandmother and asks you to get off THEIR land. It is no longer yours because you lost your heart to stand up for it. While I love the idea of forming a supranational agreement that allows a freer flow of immigration between the nations, even that kind of an agreement needs to be based on a treaty that is negotiated between equals. As long as there is such a thing as a nation-state, though, this one happens to be mine.

And when we have stood up and drawn the line, I think that the antis will back off, and I think that many "introverted" zoophiles will find that they had really just underestimated how kind and how generous their fellow human beings can be...as long as you set clear boundaries with them.

Human beings are like any animal. They are warm and wonderful and amazing animals, just as long as you are clear with them about your boundaries, and never let them believe that those boundaries can be a point of contention.
 
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Honestly, I am 100% the stereotype of a "loser" loner zoophile. The only mitigating factor is, I'm a woman, and not a tremendously ugly woman at that. But every other facet, I fit. I can't attach to people. I don't even have friends... I will NEVER trust them fully. And believe me, I have tried.. but again and again I'm shown that goodness and mercy only comes to me from animals and God. I was unceasingly abused my whole childhood, and that wound carries with me still. I suppose I'm a codependent, or that my "picker" is off and I should work on fixing it.. but why? I love dogs. I lost my virginity to a dog. They're not a consolation prize.. They love truly and fully and will never hurt me on purpose. Goodbye to ulterior motives. Goodbye to lies. Goodbye to not feeling good enough. I'll gladly "settle", if this is the joy I'm settling for.

Someday, I'd like to work with my therapist on getting a (human) friend. But that's all, just a friend. Someone probably also zoo-exclusive, who understands what we feel.
 
Honestly, I am 100% the stereotype of a "loser" loner zoophile. The only mitigating factor is, I'm a woman, and not a tremendously ugly woman at that. But every other facet, I fit. I can't attach to people. I don't even have friends... I will NEVER trust them fully. And believe me, I have tried.. but again and again I'm shown that goodness and mercy only comes to me from animals and God. I was unceasingly abused my whole childhood, and that wound carries with me still. I suppose I'm a codependent, or that my "picker" is off and I should work on fixing it.. but why? I love dogs. I lost my virginity to a dog. They're not a consolation prize.. They love truly and fully and will never hurt me on purpose. Goodbye to ulterior motives. Goodbye to lies. Goodbye to not feeling good enough. I'll gladly "settle", if this is the joy I'm settling for.

Someday, I'd like to work with my therapist on getting a (human) friend. But that's all, just a friend. Someone probably also zoo-exclusive, who understands what we feel.
Sorry you have to go through that shit. Zoo or non-zoo, being alone truly sucks. That kind of shit can eat away at you. :(
 
Sorry you have to go through that shit. Zoo or non-zoo, being alone truly sucks. That kind of shit can eat away at you. :(
Don't I know it! Thank you for the well wishes, Pillar. I'm not certain where I'd be without God for comfort. Just taking it all one day at a time for now.. and finding reasons to smile. Today, for example, is beautiful weather and I'm looking forward to a bike ride down by the beach.

Sincerely, your resident zoophile stereotype... ?

I think I ought to make that my signature ahaha
 
I had a similar experience during my teens and early 20s (even though I lost my virginity with dogs) but I got into a year relation with a woman that I didn't even like, because it requiered very little effort from my side (at the beggining at least) just to "calm the waters" between people who think I was gay (because if is not white, then is black, it can't be gray or colorless...), or the ones that already suspect I was zoo (since I was outed several years before). It was an awful experience I don't want to repeat to make others happy (like friends and family), so now I prefer to be alone and I should't have to explain my situation (about being single) to anyone anymore, unless I can get in a relation with another zoo (or just a zoo friend and roomie would be enough for my social requirements :husky_laughing:).

However, when I found a social milieu that invited me to be more open and honest about myself, I realized that the real problem was that I had developed a strong sense of contempt toward people because, when I was growing up, there was so much homophobia being flung around and nobody really attempting to challenge it. I was never ashamed of being gay, but I was ashamed of being a human being. My fellow human beings embarrassed me.

I think that people's attitude has improved over my lifetime, and I am finding that I am really very outgoing.

I am not about to reverse course just because paranoid anti-zoo beliefs are their current fetish. They have proved that that kind of imbecility can be thrashed out of them, and I am going to lean into that with ferocity and conviction.

You can never understand it if you are a straight zoo or even a younger gay zoo. Ask any gay zooey gray-muzzle that grew up in a conservative area, and you will hear the same stories you are experiencing now. It was a staple of macho male social interaction to have contests to see who hated the queers the most. You could not pass yourself off as masculine unless you had shot off at least one instance of "faggot" recently and done something, somehow, to prove that you are "not a queer." There was an unspoken but widely known list of things "you are not allowed to do because that's gay." It was a fairly pervasive social test. If you did not take part, then you were not really a part of anything.

Maybe it is still a part of youth culture in some areas, but when I was growing up, it was taken a lot more seriously. You still hear it now and then, but there was a time when it was the dominant sentiment in our society. Gay sex was a felony based on the "crimes against nature statute" that is still on the books but currently is neutered due to Lawrence v. Texas, and nobody wanted to change that fact or dared to suggest changing that fact.

I live in a country that at the moment is really divided between conservatives and liberals, with a strong religious background. It's incredible the amount of homophobia that still present, specially when you are with close people or small groups, where they know nobody there is gay (at least a non-closeted one), so they start trashing them and say those kind of words. I'm not gay, but at that moment I imagine how they would talk about somebody who have sex with animals and it gives me gossebumps... Maybe in that case I need to clarify that I fuck females dogs and not males, so they don't bash me twice. :husky_laughing:
 
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I had a similar experience during my teens and early 20s (even though I lost my virginity with dogs) but I got into a year relation with a woman that I didn't even like, because it requiered very little effort from my side (at the beggining at least) just to "calm the waters" between people who think I was gay (because if is not white, then is black, it can't be gray or colorless...), or the ones that already suspect I was zoo (since I was outed several years before). It was an awful experience I don't want to repeat to make others happy (like friends and family), so now I prefer to be alone and I should't have to explain my situation (about being single) to anyone anymore, unless I can get in a relation with another zoo (or just a zoo friend and roomie would be enough for my social requirements :husky_laughing:).



I live in a country that at the moment is really divided between conservatives and liberals, with a strong religious background. It's incredible the amount of homophobia that still present, specially when you are with close people or small groups, where they know nobody there is gay, at least a non-closeted one at they, so they start trashing them and say those kind of words. I'm not gay, but at that moment I imagine how they would talk about somebody who have sex with animals and it gives me gossebumps... Maybe in that case I need to clarify that I fuck females dogs and not males, so they don't bash me twice. :husky_laughing:
In many parts of the USA, I think that people have forgotten how horrible homophobia once was, so when they say the same despicable things about zoos, they do not understand how much of a carbon copy they are of the same people that used to beat people bloody for being gay.

At the same time, a lot of zoophiles tend to assume, incorrectly, that it was all a lot of nice, peachy social debate and gay pride parades for the LGBT in our country. When I talk to younger zoos or even some of the more clueless and sheltered straight gray-muzzles, they seem to think that the gay rights movement was just some parades with men running naked and some fondue. They think that gay rights was just a lot of friendliness and happiness from the 1960's onward. NOPE!

You hear the conviction with which straight men trash on gay people when they think nobody can hear them? Do you follow the deep certainty and conviction they have that gay men have ruined everything and somehow want to castrate them or whatever insane things they believe? Do you hear how often they insist that we run around raping boy children and thereby making them gay? You hear all of the abominable things that come out of their mouths.

In the US, we have a generation of zoophiles that only know about the sanitized version of gay rights. The only thing they know about gay rights is petty bickering over what words are or are not okay to say. They grow up seeing the pride clubs at their schools having bake sales. As nice as things are, these days, they do not understand that trying to make things this way was what we were fighting for since the 1960's. Getting things to be this nice was the purpose of all of the fight, but it was not what the fight to get there was like.

However, no matter how foul people speak, it is very easy to correct them. You don't have to win a "debate." People are not moved by logic: if they were, we would have settled the outer planets in the time of Titus Lucretius at the latest.

In the end, you deal with people the same way you deal with a dog or a horse. It was never even hard to do. You assert your boundaries, and you believe in those boundaries.

What the LGBT community learned and learned well was that the way you deal with any animal, human or otherwise, is by telling them, firmly, "No, this is not acceptable," and keep telling them this. The LGBT clubs, also called "gay-straight alliance" clubs, in schools are based entirely on getting young LGBT and allies to say in clear and unmistakeable language, "These are our boundaries, and we intend to defend those boundaries." A child can do it.

All it takes to set and defend a boundary is something that a school child already knows how to do if you can get that school child to believe in it and to understand that it is necessary.

After you have set clear boundaries with people, you very quickly start to like them.

There are introverts, and there are extroverts that have not yet learned about setting boundaries with the people in their lives, but when they do learn, then they are powerful.
 
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I'll try my best to answer all this.

Did you lose your virginity to an animal or to a human?

Yes, my first sexual experience, aside from masturbating, was with a dog. To a female family dog specifically. It wasn't anything too huge or exciting, but it led me discovering who I am and into having sexual relations with animals.

I will admit, the reason I had sex with my dog and got into zoophilia was mainly because I was a total loner in high school, mainly due to rumors spreading about me and for dressing emo. The very little amount of friends I had already had girlfriends/boyfriends, so I didn't have anyone to do stuff with.

However, it was NOT me being a loner that made me think about it for the first time. It pushed me over the edge to try it, but I had had vivid imaginations and fantasies of having sex with dogs and other animals and it turned me on like nothing else for many years prior.

How do you feel about it?

Eh, like most people, I felt a bit of shame and disgust on my first time. But I also sorta felt a relief, as I finally did something I'd wanted to try for so many years, and I felt good about myself for finally trying it.

Did you have a strange upbringing?

My upbringing isn't something I'd call strange, rather unfortunate. I grew up in a single parent home, just me and my mom, unfortunately my mom was very abusive and demeaning and would constantly insult my intelligence, appearance, etc. I've since cut off all contact with her, but I don't believe that this influenced my zoophilia.

DId you have sex with animals and had to hide it?

I did hide the fact that I was sexually active with animals from everyone, since I didn't know anybody I could trust who wouldn't think I'm weird and spread even more rumors of me or try and tell my mom, who would have absolutely kicked me out of the house if she had found out.

Still to this day, I haven't really told anyone I know IRL. Mostly out of paranoia. The closest I have come to "telling" someone was commissioning an artist at my high school to draw Pokemon animals having sex with eachother/with me, they seemed pretty into it though and didn't really question me about it.

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As for being a "loner", I would personally say that I do not fit into that category. I have friends, a stable career, and even had human sexual partners of both genders, although I don't do things with humans anymore. This is not because I can't, it's purely by choice (although mostly for my mental health, I don't think I can handle any more betrayal/rejection etc. )

Stereotypes aren't always true, and just because someone is a zoo, it doesn't mean they are lonely or a "loser" or unsuccessful. ^^

I hope this reply helps you with the answers you seek!
 
I mean, I was never really a loner... just never managed to get into a romantic relationship with anyone. I’d always loved dogs and I guess curiosity just hit one day. I’m still a virgin but I’ve given plenty of dogs a nice French kiss. I’ll be honest, I regretted my feelings at first but now I wouldn’t have it any other way.
As for my upbringing... well, it wasn’t normal, but it didn’t cause my zoophilia.
I still do want a relationship with another human, but everyone I know that I’m interested in is either already taken or not interested back. Oh well.
 
I'm a loner but that has nothing to do with my interest in Zoo-girls. I would be a loner regardless. Did any of you ever see "Mad Max"? I'm kind of like that dude.
 
Honestly, I am 100% the stereotype of a "loser" loner zoophile. The only mitigating factor is, I'm a woman, and not a tremendously ugly woman at that. But every other facet, I fit. I can't attach to people. I don't even have friends... I will NEVER trust them fully. And believe me, I have tried.. but again and again I'm shown that goodness and mercy only comes to me from animals and God. I was unceasingly abused my whole childhood, and that wound carries with me still. I suppose I'm a codependent, or that my "picker" is off and I should work on fixing it.. but why? I love dogs. I lost my virginity to a dog. They're not a consolation prize.. They love truly and fully and will never hurt me on purpose. Goodbye to ulterior motives. Goodbye to lies. Goodbye to not feeling good enough. I'll gladly "settle", if this is the joy I'm settling for.

Someday, I'd like to work with my therapist on getting a (human) friend. But that's all, just a friend. Someone probably also zoo-exclusive, who understands what we feel.
I would like to be your friend. I used to have alot of friends a very big social life (very open and active about my turn ons and they were 0 issues) but I rather my own company these days. However I do know the value of a truly special friend. Maybe if ud like to chat and see if we could be friends? Feel free to DM. Either way take care and know your own worth. Same goes to anyone else.
 
I, personally, feel as if I'm the very embodiment of the term "loner." For the majority of my teenage years, I was mocked and ridiculed by the more prestigious and affluent students for being lower on the social ladder (not to mention economic ladder)...as well as the other hispanics (as I am hispanic myself) because I wasn't "cholo" enough. I only had a handful of friends, as they were mostly white metalheads and stoners who were also on this side of the poverty class as well. Despite this, I could not make friends with the higher-class folk as well as those of my own race because I was just way too different; the cholos would accuse me of being a "faggot" routinely.

I didn't lose my virginity until I was 23 years old, and it was with my first ex. At present, I've never had sex with any animal as of yet. Since graduating High School and entering the work force, the stereotype of the "creepy loner" was more often associated with pedophilia and homosexuality, as opposed to zoophilia; being zoophiles was more of a common stereotype for the mountainman/hillbilly/rural farmer folk. But back to the subject of losing my virginity and how I feel about it; how do I feel about it? I feel someone...lesser. There were people that had sex much, MUCH younger than when I lost my virginity, and I feel humiliated for being a late-bloomer. I felt like I was behind some kind of learning curve; like I wasn't measuring up or qualifying for some form of "man-status." It wasn't until almost a decade later that I was reassured that being THIS old and not having any attachments (like alimony and child support) should be a blessing, but it didn't really soften the blow at all.

I've only had 3 exes, and each of them left me. The first 2 cheated on me, while the 3rd and final one just straight-up abandoned me. Last I heard, she was getting married to the same jerk she divorced just before she hooked up with me. Outside of those 3, I've never been able to win the heart of any other woman I tried to ask out or court; most of them were crass enough to tell me I did not qualify to even engage them.

Aside from this, the desire to have sex with a certain kind of animal, or to be engaged in sex involving animals, has been with me since before I began having the sexual compulsion to date, bed, or marry any girl or woman. I do not feel compelled to say that I've abandoned the quest to enter a long-term relationship with a woman in favor of having sex with mares; as gratifying as having sex with a mare would feel, it still doesn't quite compare to what I would feel when a woman speaks to me. I want to feel the arms of a woman around me, I want to hear her heartbeat when she holds my head to her chest, I want to see her eyes when she wakes up every morning, and I definitely want to hear her say the words "I love you." Of course, I can't just walk up to any random woman and ask if I can engage in sex with them right off the bat; imagine the number of sexual harassment charges I'd be slapped with. All I can do is just...wait, and wait for someone to walk up to me and begin the process.

As far as "upbringing" goes: nothing unremarkable outside of a strict and stiflying Catholic church-going upbringing.
 
I have a job as a carpenter, and iam even in the front position,so i engage alot with other people.

But in private, I pretty mutch could be seen as a loner. If I go outside, I almost always go alone, I never was in a relationship. My only true friends are 3 online ones, that, atleast, I have met in person multinle times. And even though I know them for over 15 years, still they don't know a thing about zoophila and me.

I think it's just gard to find friends, or even a partner. I always be honest, and make it clear pretty early, that iam also into animals. That doesnt worked out a single time yet. Just this week I lost contact to a girl whom I had very regular contact with, just because I was honest and telling her. She didn't talk to me since that.

Sometimes I think I should just be that jerk, that lies until he had some sex, and than bring up the whole zoo thing.

But my moral codex is forbidding that, even tho, this lieing assholes are getting the men and woman into bed every time.
 
For those of you with issues....been there. It changed when I got tired if it and decided to step into the real, participatory world. Hanging around this site and commiserating with other people with similar issues isn't helping, and neither is the Internet, fascinating tho it be....get out. Take a hike....walk your dog at a dog park where there are others who are at least appreciative of dogs. Ask someone to a movie. Theres always the Drive- in, and most of those left have a picnic area. Cheap, too, because they aren't usually 1st Run flicks. Fly a kite, or a drone. DON'T go to the library. DON'T hang at the Apple store, or a computer shop....ask a chick out for coffee, or a fella if that floats your carburetor. Start small....its just coffee.

Meeting a zoo-chick....? That ain't hard either. Get to know one HERE by chatting....dm actually works for this. Find someone in your area and message....if that one isn't right, try another one....just, whatever you do....ACT. Don't give up after one failure. Keep at it 'til it works, because it WILL work. You aren't going to catch every fish in the sea, but if you are polite, and sincerely interested in the other party( call that "bait"), eventually one will see you for who you are and respond to that. Do the work....they ARE out there
 
Meeting a zoo-chick....? That ain't hard either. Get to know one HERE by chatting....dm actually works for this. Find someone in your area and message....if that one isn't right, try another one....just, whatever you do....ACT. Don't give up after one failure. Keep at it 'til it works, because it WILL work. You aren't going to catch every fish in the sea, but if you are polite, and sincerely interested in the other party( call that "bait"), eventually one will see you for who you are and respond to that. Do the work....they ARE out there

Hmm...it's sort of like trying to find a job, especially after being fired or laid off. You send out dozens of applications. Most employers don't respond, but eventually you get an interview. You make it through the interview, but you don't get a job offer. You keep looking, you keep applying. Eventually you get a few more interviews, but most of them won't result in job offers. It can be discouraging, but you only need to get one. You keep at it until you're offered a job. The search can be frustrating, exhausting, discouraging, and depressing. You may be tempted to give up. Keep at it. Improve your resume and cover letter. Prepare for the interview. Send thank you notes after the interview. Follow-up, but don't make a nuisance of yourself, don't harass anyone. Learn when to quit and focus you energies elsewhere.
 
The stereotype of the "creepy loner" was more often associated with pedophilia and homosexuality, as opposed to zoophilia; being zoophiles was more of a common stereotype for the mountainman/hillbilly/rural farmer folk.
Normies have a habit of comparing zoos to pedos though because they think dogs are 'children' so therefore we must be alright with it 🤮🤮🤮🤮 No. Just, No. A fully grown dog is not a 'child'. I'm so fucking tired of hearing people try to make that comparison and attempt to paint us all off as deviant sickos who swing between fetishes like fucking Tarzan. I have never in my whole entire life felt an attraction to any human. Period. Put bluntly, It doesn't matter if your 5 or fucking 42 if your human I'm not attracted to you.
 
For those of you with issues....been there. It changed when I got tired if it and decided to step into the real, participatory world. Hanging around this site and commiserating with other people with similar issues isn't helping, and neither is the Internet, fascinating tho it be....get out. Take a hike....walk your dog at a dog park where there are others who are at least appreciative of dogs. Ask someone to a movie. Theres always the Drive- in, and most of those left have a picnic area. Cheap, too, because they aren't usually 1st Run flicks. Fly a kite, or a drone. DON'T go to the library. DON'T hang at the Apple store, or a computer shop....ask a chick out for coffee, or a fella if that floats your carburetor. Start small....its just coffee.

Meeting a zoo-chick....? That ain't hard either. Get to know one HERE by chatting....dm actually works for this. Find someone in your area and message....if that one isn't right, try another one....just, whatever you do....ACT. Don't give up after one failure. Keep at it 'til it works, because it WILL work. You aren't going to catch every fish in the sea, but if you are polite, and sincerely interested in the other party( call that "bait"), eventually one will see you for who you are and respond to that. Do the work....they ARE out there
Couldn't have said it better. It's in the numbers. Enough POLITE and GENTLEMANLY approaches...lots of them...will you give you better chances for results, instead of hitting on just a few with stuff like, "I really want to eat you" or "Hey, want my dog to fuck ya?," Complaining there are no serious women here after approaches like that makes no sense.
 
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