What was the moment you realized this wasn’t going away?

I found myself very curious about animals at a very young age but it wasn’t until I experienced it for the first that I knew. Even though it hurt like hell I couldn’t stop thinking about everything and how it made me feel.
 
I played with our family dog when i was young. And never stopped thinking about it. And then when the internet came..... never stopped watching 😋
 
i’m 19f, i was lucky enough to start off my experiences early so i had time to process and accept my feelings. at first i thought i was just downbad asf and would nut to anything but then i started to seek it out and i realized that maybe it was more than that. i was maybe 13 or 14 when i accepted it. but even now sometimes i’ll feel shame but only late at night when i’m alone in bed regretting every choice i’ve ever made… lol
 
19f. Don’t think I’ve fully accepted it yet. It’s hard to not be ashamed of something that society says is fucked up. I prob wouldn’t feel comfortable ever bringing it up to anyone either. So it gets kinda lonely sometimes knowing that. Growing up I felt like there was something wrong with me. I would masturbate to it frequently and then feel disgusted with myself right after
 
i’m 19f, i was lucky enough to start off my experiences early so i had time to process and accept my feelings. at first i thought i was just downbad asf and would nut to anything but then i started to seek it out and i realized that maybe it was more than that. i was maybe 13 or 14 when i accepted it. but even now sometimes i’ll feel shame but only late at night when i’m alone in bed regretting every choice i’ve ever made… lol
Same it’s such a weird experience, also just a little difficult to talk to people about it 😂
 
19f. Don’t think I’ve fully accepted it yet. It’s hard to not be ashamed of something that society says is fucked up. I prob wouldn’t feel comfortable ever bringing it up to anyone either. So it gets kinda lonely sometimes knowing that. Growing up I felt like there was something wrong with me. I would masturbate to it frequently and then feel disgusted with myself right after
I also had that feeling, I remember even crying once in my early teenage years after I had masturbated to dog porn.
I felt like the most perverted scumbag.
Now I finally accepted myself and feel neither shame nor guilt 🙂👍🏻
 
It has been a journey. Some periods I have more acceptance than others. I think I'm past the cycle of trying to convince myself I can just be into vanilla stuff, purging everything and staying off all the sites for a while, and then inevitably coming back to what I'm actually into. The truth is I've been like this my whole life. It's not changing if it is just naturally how I am. That much I know, even if my feelings about that still fluctuate from time to time. It's more societal perceptions that make me feel bad about it though. If the world were more understanding I don't think I'd have struggled as much.
 
It has been a journey. Some periods I have more acceptance than others. I think I'm past the cycle of trying to convince myself I can just be into vanilla stuff, purging everything and staying off all the sites for a while, and then inevitably coming back to what I'm actually into. The truth is I've been like this my whole life. It's not changing if it is just naturally how I am. That much I know, even if my feelings about that still fluctuate from time to time. It's more societal perceptions that make me feel bad about it though. If the world were more understanding I don't think I'd have struggled as much.
Relatable stuff^
 
Despite doing it for years growing up I always thoughts I would grow out of it. ..but then every dog I ever met wanted to eat me out and I let it. In my 20s I dog walked and pet sat and only dated zoophiles. ...but I think in my 30s I finally realized how serious I was despite having been always obvious. I made people cum to dog porn with me and if they didnt cum hard and fast I'd break up with them. In my ,30s I had no time for people unless k9 got them off good.
 
I struggled with it for a long time, I slowly accepted it was going to be part of my life, then I got outed. As a teenager, that wrecked me mentally and I eventually avoided the lifestyle for over two years. Tiptoed back in, and met a great couple who slowed things down and helped me embrace it. It was still another year before I truly admitted to myself this was who I am
 
I've always had a talent for personal change, deliberately changing my internal processes and desires to become the person I want to be. In my mid twenties I even discovered actual methods and techniques to be even more effective at that level of mind.

For decades I rejected the notion of orientation as a fixed thing. I didn't blame others for thinking it couldn't be changed: they just didn't know how, and it's a complex thing to want to change a want, on the subconscious level.

I kept telling myself that I hadn't applied all that I know. Then that I just hadn't truly committed when applying it.

Eventually, it was my wife who convinced me just over two years ago to stop putting myself through my own conversion therapy. Taking a step back, there is no denying that I had in fact applied myself above and beyond what it has taken to effect change in any other area of my life that I have tried, and to no effect. At this point it simply is how I'm hard wired.
 
23f : when I was a child I would watch videos on YouTube of dogs mating and it made me so excited.
I suppose because my first sexual feelings came from animals it really stuck in my brain. I just recently started accepting it; my best friend is my shepherd mix (11 months) and I hope he finds his sex drive soon 😝
 
I knew I was into dogs at 12-13, about the same time I was into girls I realized they made my heart race and my breath quicken. After the third time at 14 I knew I wasn't going to stop ever, which was when I knew they couldn't knock me up (though I've always gotten off on impreg fantasies).
 
It took me awhile to finally accept myself as a zoophile. I've had these feelings since the onset of puberty but due to being very religious I stuffed my orientation down and tried to ignore it. Eventually I lost my religion and started searching for information about sex with animals and I was surprised to learn that it wasn't always rape if done in accordance to the animal's wants and desires on the matter.

During my college years I tried to once again stuff my zooey feelings down inside for almost 1.5 years. I broke almost all communication with other zoos and instead tried to find a human girlfriend, which went absolutely nowhere. But I simply can't help that I find female canines way more attractive than I do women. Eventually I stopped trying to fight who I am. I reconnected with most of the zoo friends I had abandoned and apologized for leaving without notice. I really don't know why I tried to fight myself for sure? I think it was a desire to just be "normal" but I realize now that I'm in this for the long haul. I can't magically change my orientation and, I'm now happy with the life I've ended up with. I live with two wonderful female canines, and one of them is my lover and effectively my doggy wife.
 
Despite doing it for years growing up I always thoughts I would grow out of it. ..but then every dog I ever met wanted to eat me out and I let it. In my 20s I dog walked and pet sat and only dated zoophiles. ...but I think in my 30s I finally realized how serious I was despite having been always obvious. I made people cum to dog porn with me and if they didnt cum hard and fast I'd break up with them. In my ,30s I had no time for people unless k9 got them off good.
OK is almost the only thing I can get off too. Would have loved to met you when you were looking for a bf!
 
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