What is the cause of the inflation fetish?

Gennetic
19% (5 votes)
A tramatic experience
19% (5 votes)
Other
62% (16 votes)
Total votes: 26
Dsmitz

Hello everyone. I have a question: how did we get to be the way we are? What I mean is that how is that despite all the media influence, despite what is common and mainstream, we of all things like to see (or perhaps experience) inflation. I personally know that this fetish has been with me since I was 5 and it truly perplexes me why. Do you think it's genetic? Perhaps because of a tramatical event? What do you think?

And real quick, I'd like to give a shout out to inflate123 for helping me to better understand this fetish and myself. Thank you.

I'm a revolutionary of sorts.

Cailean

Well, I don't think you've given enough categories to this poll, so 'other' will probably get 100%!

As I answered 'other' I'll explain myself:

My earliest memory of this fetish is when I was about 10 or 11 I had a book where the characters grew and shrank 'Alice in Wonderland' style. I'm not into growing/shrinking or giantess fetish, but this book was for some reason sexually arousing to me. I've always been much more attracted to larger, curvy women and since I discovered latex in my teens, 'tight and shiny' has been a part of my turn-on checklist :P If you put all these things together, it sort-of adds up to inflation fetish which I got into through BE and the early days of BI websites. (thanks so much to you early pioneers!)

harrisonford08

I think it could be any combination of things. There could have been an event that was developed by something you saw in the media which developed further branches to the fetish. Part of what you learn in a psychology class is that there is a mixture of genetics and life experiences that influences behavior. Some things are "just there" and others are developed but most involve a combination of the two.

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hfilled

For me, it was some cartoon or other I saw that had a character inflated in some way who then exploded. The thought of being transformed like that and then completely disappearing afterwards was a stark example of helplessness and power--which I gradually transferred to women doing to me as I hit my teens.
I think it was one of the older Porky Pig ones when he's chased by a killer and feeds him a bunch of small bombs disguised as turnovers; cue the killer running to the medicine cabinet and mixing up a drink and raising it to his lips--too late...that and the other cartoon where Porky Pig overeats and goes 'Boom!'
After that, the fetish gradually morphed to include air/water as well.

Dsmitz

Regarding concerns about the poll: I really couldn't think of other alternatives when I made the post. Also that was my primary reason for making this thread: to find some possibilities.
I find it interesting that most of our experiences originate in our young child hood (or so it seems from you alls responses).
While on my way home today I thought of another posibility. For me, I was born almost a month over term and maybe that prolonged residency in the womb may have triggered something like this fetish in my head. What do you guys think? Is time spent in the womb at all related to this fetish?
Post how many monthes you were... Baking lol.

I'm a revolutionary of sorts.

AlecDeluxe
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Although I credit (or blame) a specific cartoon for initiating my inflation fetish, I think I was receptive to it because of my natural sexual submissiveness; in other words, it's a combination of a genetics and a particular memory.

I want to pop so much I could burst!

Nooone

started with a series of cartoons as a very young child, beginning with the pink elephants sequence in dumbo. there was one very short part where a group of balloon elephants popped together and somehow that left an impression. the interest was added to by a handful of other specific tv cartoons including some anime that involved a character self destructing by blowing up.

around puberty it changed from a fascination into a fetish and i began projecting my ideas onto females around me. started fantasizing about girls from my school exploding in the middle of class. eventually i grew up, found this site, and that's the end of the story.

Rimou
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For me, it was a traumatic experience at first with the Charlie and the chocolate factory 70's film, Violette Beauregard scene. I was shocked she was so much punished for her inattention and vainglory. It was so much impressive for me I refused eating candies for weeks after watching this film :D It made me having nightmares about it several times. Then it slowly fades away as I had almost forget it.

But then it came back, it came back SO BIG, I can say :) Puberty time, suddenly I discovered a real deep pleasure in imagining the scene again. Then I developped it, watching the scene again, discovering and re-discovering other inflation scenes from other movies (thanks to the Internet). I was starting to draw inflation pictures. It became my thing.

I already told a psychiatrist about it but as far as he was discovering it as I told him, I didn't have much of a possible interesting and developped answer about it X)

Rimou
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For me, it was a traumatic experience at first with the Charlie and the chocolate factory 70's film, Violette Beauregard scene. I was shocked she was so much punished for her inattention and vainglory. It was so much impressive for me I refused eating candies for weeks after watching this film :D It made me having nightmares about it several times. Then it slowly fades away as I had almost forget it.

But then it came back, it came back SO BIG, I can say :) Puberty time, suddenly I discovered a real deep pleasure in imagining the scene again. Then I developped it, watching the scene again, discovering and re-discovering other inflation scenes from other movies (thanks to the Internet). I was starting to draw inflation pictures. It became my thing.

I already told a psychiatrist about it but as far as he was discovering it as I told him, I didn't have much of a possible interesting and developped answer about it X)

jockbull

I was told by someone that it's kinda like an orgasm. It's the building or pressure/pleasure, the tension, the need to cum (like orgasm denial), and then popping which is the climax, and explosive orgasm.

hfilled

Well, to me, being inflated so big and them popping is the inflation equivalent (To me) of the gradual build-up and release of sex.  The idea of being helpless at the hands of a woman who's in charge of your fate is a BIG plus to me.

jockbull

Yeah, exactly. She controls your pleasure, brings you to orgasm, and decided if you get to orgasm at all.

Rimou
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And then you can give it her back ;3

TimeAndAWord

I'm so glad that someone started a thread about this.  How the fetish is acquired has interested me for a long time now.


For me personally, I believe it is genetic.  Though I've never straight-out asked them (I'll leave that for when I don't have to live with them,) I suspect that both my mother and father have a fasination with inflatables of some kind. 


One time when I was maybe thirteen, my father and I were walking around a Wal-mart and there was this inflatable halloween costume.  Out of the blue, he pointed it out and started laughing about it.  It seemed very out of place to me.


Once I bought an inflatable animal pool toy when I was young, with the excuse that I can use it at neighbors' and friends' pools.  When we finally had the opportunity to use it, my mom got very excited and started blowing it up, smiling and laughing the whole time.  Again, very out of place, I thought.


I remember being fasinated with inflation at very early age.  I remember rewinding and watching the inflation scene from Space Jam over and over again.  I remember when I was in pre-school, we had to wear smocks when we finger-painted, and one of the smocks was made of a clear, vinyl-like plastic, and I ALWAYS wanted to wear that one very badly.  I remember being on the bus during elementary school, and imagining a girl who wore a smooth, shiny plastic raincoat, inflating and calling for help.  The list can go on.


It's possible that my inflation fetish was aquired environmentally, but I believe moreso that the seed of the fetish initially sprung up in the first place because of genetics, and then was transformed into what it is today by fusing with my sexual attraction for women and by molding itself with the already existing fetish ideas I found on the internet.

latecomer

I think TimeAndAWord has nailed it. I had fantasies about being fat when I was 4 years old. The cartoons we all saw on TV that had inflation sequences in them made me feel really, really weird when I saw them. Then puberty struck, and the inflation developed sexual overtones (sound familiar?) which, it seems, each of us then dealt with in different ways.

For me it meant wanting desperately to be SPECIAL: fat, and female, and inflated- with an orgasm when the inflation was completed. The breathplay aspect of the inflation "narrative" became an important component, and the resulting mix of stuff i got into (all secretly) became quite complex in my case, and has been with me all the way to age 60.

The brain is an exceedingly complex thing, and my own personal pseudo-scientific take on the brain as the seat of inflation fetishes is as follows. Genetically, humans are programmed to add as much weight in times of plentiful food as possible, to aid in surviving lean times when food is scarce. In addition, both fertility and reproductive success in women is directly correlated with a certain level of body mass expressed as fat, which is another survival trait that has been hammered into our genes. I think (but cannot prove) that this made fat women desirable in prehistoric times. Today, the desirability of fat women is a vestigal trait- with different men responding to what's left of this innate drive in different ways and to differing degrees, with the result that some of us are extremely turned on by the image of women becoming fatter and fatter and fatter, and others are not. Or they WILL NOT ADMIT TO IT, because of societal pressures (i.e., the link between being fat and being a loser, or being a "chubby-chaser" and being a loser).

Note also that a *lot* of the inflation art at this site depicts women who are actually not obese in the ordinary sense, but rather hyper-pregnant (i.e., they have ordinary legs but enormously swollen bellies and gravid breasts). My own wife was a "stick" until she became pregnant, and my sexual bond with her was never as strong as it was while she was "expanding".  

And in my own case, I do think there's a strong genetic component to it. I never knew this about my dad when he was alive (he passed away just last month), but my brother told me that Dad had a fascination with the extremely obese daughter of a family friend, who was in a synchronized swimming team during her high school years. Dad went to each of her swim meets and was a loud and loyal fan. My brother had no idea why, but I now do... -Latecomer

namurts

for me, it was the second willy wonka film w/ the violate boulregard scene that started me.  amazingly enough, i am not into balloon girls, but then i started to imagine my female friends as balloons that i could bouncy on, or use as a bed. then i tried stuffing stuff into my cloths, and got hooked on clothing and butt inflation.  still love that blueberry scene.  and i think that that kickstarted the blueberry inflation fetish.

Violin100

For me, it was watching cartoons and Willy Wonka. Then, I had a really awful nightmare, and started imagining all the girls that I liked inflated, like my close friends and girlfriends. It kept getting worse in high school, as my sexual interest and addiction started to go and I had trouble sleeping. Waking up night after night with bad dreams, and woke up wet from sweat. I told my two of my close friends who are girls, and told two to my ex girlfriends back in high school. From when I first started having the nightmares, I began to want to research on why I had inflation nightmares, and then I got hooked and addicted to seeing inflation artwork, watch inflation in movies, and read it in stories, by going on websites like Mr. Kanes first website. I wanted to email him when I little to see if he would shed some light on it, but at the time I didn't want to be talking to a stranger. So, I started to draw and write inflation stories to help myself calm the addiction in  a way. Now, I am doing OK. I have less of the nightmares and more with the ideas. I am hoping to have this inflation fetish be apart in my ideas for the future, like make my movies that involve inflation and even making a haunted house in a theme park like Universal Studios that includes some things of inflation. Not sexually of course, but dramatically.

Violin100

I just hope one day I will meet a girl, who won't be afraid of me liking inflation and won't call me bad names or threaten me. I got called bad names like pervert, sicko, pychopathetic killer, mentally disturbed, and other things, by people who are not so nice.

jebackup

I think I have something of an answer. It's not entirely nature OR nurture, it's a little bit of both. In my case, it's more of the latter.

My own case started with Disney's retelling of "The Frog and the Ox" (which is up on youtube as el rana de ox or something... it's in a foreign language). In this version, two baby frog brothers have their wits scared out by a grazing bull, and then they repeat the tale to their father, who tries to match the now off-screen cow by perpetual inhaling until he explodes. And dies.

Yes, it's PERTINANT that he is dead. Off-screen? Hardly. The explosion transitions to, not a clip of a disgruntled dad with a band-aid on his belly, but a picture of Aesop (or somebody) with the caption "Pride goes before destruction," and the narrator laughing it off.

Intended lesson: Competition driven by pride can have harmful consequences.

Actual lesson: If you step one toe out of line, God'll kill ya.

Actual lesson 2: If you want to overthrow your dad, just get him into a dick-measuring contest with some badass guy he'll never meet (not exactly relevant, but worth a mention anyway).

jebackup

And now for my upbringing. My mom and dad came from an abusive home and negligent parents, respectively. Their method of upbringing came from the worst of James Dobson and a superficial understanding of certain Bible verses. This turned into a simple parenting method: do a bunch of nice things for your kids so they'll behave, and when they do something wrong, spank them in a fit of fury and lecture them so that they'll be humble. And that's it. The spankings went on until I was 11. The lectures and tantrums never stopped. I'm 25 right now.

I never got to speak my mind. When I did, whatever I had to say was refuted. In short, I never learned how to effectively communicate my thoughts or feelings. By the time I was 12, I decided to call it quits, that I simply wouldn't share my thoughts and feelings with my parents except for as a last resort. And don't even get me started on the crappy scoutmasters I had to put up with.

When I was a child, sometime before I was 5, I saw "Pete's Dragon" and "An Americal Tail." I've read that kids who find life too harsh will often create fantasies for themselves, and that, I believe, is where the sexual aspect comes in. For those of you who aren't in the know, neither PD nor AAT have any inflation scenes. PD is about an orphan boy who escapes an abusive family of Mainer rednecks with the help of a cartoon dragon. AAT is about a family of Russian mice who immigrate to the U.S. to escape feline dictatorship... I don't know, I'm kinda rusty on my European history. Anyway, the son gets estranged from his family, and ends up caged as a prisoner of a cat gang. He's set free by an obese cat, Tiger, over the course of a companion song.

jebackup

Now, throughout my childhood, Dragons and Cats have been my favorite animal. I thought that it might have been due to the fact that they were typically portrayed as villains and I wanted to rebel. No, actually, it was because of these two movies. I was swatted when I was 4 for refusing a kiss from my Dad. In PD, after an incident, the orphan boy, Pete, rejects a pat from Elliot, who withdraws and plays tictacto on his own chest. Elliot, by the way, is pear-shaped. Both of these movies were animated by Don Bluth.

The real meaning behind most Bible verses having to deal with discipline and even spanking is simply this: kids, no matter how good the parents are or how Godly the household is, are going to do stupid things. It's the educator's goal to create a context that is RISKY enought so that the kid knows she or he made a mistake, but safe enough so that said mistake is relatively inconsequential. I never had that. In fact, I doubt many kids do.

Did I mention I'm a homosexual man? These two characters, Elliot and Tiger, represented what I needed: protection and reassurance. The exploding frog represented what I had: a world where making a mistake meant doom. And now for the math. The rotundity and inflation could be incidental, but I'm pretty sure I saw TOATF after AAT and PD. So, seeing a lonely scrawny kid getting rescued by a big round guy created this idea for me: Big Huge Rotund animal = savior. A clearly unintential interpretation of The Ox and the Frog is that the Dad is only trying to reassure his son. In a totally unrealistic way, but not actually doing anything truly evil. So, to see someone conclusively punished that way, given all the facts I just mentioned, could mean only one thing. "You are doomed. The person who isn't punishing you will be killed."

jebackup

Once I figured all of this out (sometime in the middle of January), masturbation gradually became less appealing. In fact, it takes a lot of mental willpower to masturbate. I still spend a lot of time looking at pictures of inflated cartoon animals, but the sexual feeling is gone. I've never been interested in dating, or the sexual aspect of it, anyway.

I have a closing statement: For anybody who's reading this and thinking, "This doesn't apply to me," I can only urge you to analyze your own past. Everyone suffers extreme loneliness at some point during her or his life. Everyone's been punished unfairly. What went on during your childhood loneliness? There's a series of sentiments and maxims behind whatever you suffer, and you alone have the power to understand them. You usually can't see them while you're in development. I only understood ANY of this because I revealed them to my counselor, spent five years studying English literature (Critical Writing and Business Ethics were the classes that taught me to look for maxims), read many Malcolm Gladwell articles and cracked articles, and held some pretty heavy grudges.

I'm not angry at my parents, but I haven't completely reconciled with them. I'm not angry at past authority figures either, but I can't help but wonder whether they'll ever learn (let alone practice) actual, genuine grace. I don't believe that anything I've talked about is specific to inflation fetishists. I'm sure that everyone's sexuality, no matter how common or uncommon it is, is shaped by their early childhood experiences. Come to think of it, if my parents didn't do such a terrible job at disciplining me, I never would have learned how to understand these kinds of things.

deathcomestoousall

Guys, I know this is a REALLY old discussion, and I'm hoping some one posts on this, but here it goes. I like the rest of you have this fetish and acquired it from Willy wonka 2005, at the time it was just an intrigueing thing to me. And I always loved the thought of being able to fly. Now after seeing that I connected the two so instead of 'blueberry pie' for me it was air, and the ablilty to float that really got me onto it. Then as most of us, puberty hit me and I started applying it women, and then soon after (thanks to the beauty of the internet) I found videos and it became ultra sexual. 

But anyways I didn't come on here and make an account to indulge in it, but to try to stop it, for a multitude of reasons. None are medical as far as I can tell I haven't had any problems other then a semi extended stomach, (I'm hoping to get rid of that this summer with the acquisition of abs.)

1st reason, religious. I'm not here to tell of you to repent or that YOUR GOING TO HELL! Only that I personally have chosen to give this up partly on a basis of my faith. And if any one is wondering I did, very skillfully, talked to someone who is extremely knowledgeable in my faith, and with out disclosing my personal fetish fault; got this little piece of information. ANYTHNG, I repeat, ANYTHING, sexual is legal with a spouse under the context of marriage. As long as they should allow it and want to partake init. (Limited to one partner, sorry no orgies(I'm not morman, but I am a follower of Christ))

REASON NUMBER 2. I've got a girlfriend. Now many of you may think, why is that a problem? Well it is because, (I'm not ugly per say but have a terrible luck with women and I'll put it that way) this is my first ACTUALLY Serious Successful girlfriend. Again I'm not great with women and she has an amazing acceptance of me, and came onto me! I've driven every possible woman out of my life because of my, mental issues, (I have many, not like I want to kill someone,or hurt people in any way, I'm borderline pacafist) and I'm very lacking in confidence and have become very anti social because of continual misfortune when communicating with others, women especially included. I'm also extremely scared of of a lot of things, jumpy, paranoid, and the personality of the champion asshole, which this girl has somewhat helped me dimiush (?). Point in case I don't think I'll ever get another women this beautiful who accepts me as I am (fetish excluded) which satisfies both of my wants for a women, good looking (I think) and great personality, and we share a faith, too me I could ask for a more perfect women.

3rd I just want to stop. I think its my faith or girl friend to push me to finally break the hard anti moral shell I'd built up from years of abuse in all ways (verbal ,social, physical, etc. You name it, I've probably sustained it.) And since I've been feeling extremely suicidal lately (apologies for this, I know this isn't quite the place) I don't want to got out with a bang, (if your catching my drift) so I'm looking for any way to stop this. This Fetish has no other place then the internet and unless some brave soul (maybe me one day when I'm more emotional secured and hopefully have a family) goes on doctor Phil, or something and exposes this fetish, I don't know if any other you suffer, so to speak, from it but I do and have and I'm not referring to physical pain of over inflation, but mental toll all things considered its taking on me, and worst part is I can't tell any one who I know won't bully me, (biggest reason for suicidal tendencies, also why I just want to eliminate it so I don't have to tell my girlfriend ever, just leave it in the dust) and that really gets to me. I can tell you people and get suggestions but to me doesn't mean much cause I don't know any of you personally (I still EXTREMY appreciate advice and tips on how to get rid of it and I don't have enough time to research how.)and as I was saying theirs no phychiatirsts or theripusts to help with this fetish yet... So I'm in a catch twenty two, and this is kinda like a last resort. 

So bottom line, based off of what I've said what do you all think? And is there any way any one or any thing can help ? (Ex. Breathing exercises for stress, (not that, that would but just as a general idea of the help I'm seeking.)

Any advice is welcomed...

"Don't try to escape the inevitable"

deathcomestoousall

Guys, I know this is a REALLY old discussion, and I'm hoping some one posts on this, but here it goes. I like the rest of you have this fetish and acquired it from Willy wonka 2005, at the time it was just an intrigueing thing to me. And I always loved the thought of being able to fly. Now after seeing that I connected the two so instead of 'blueberry pie' for me it was air, and the ablilty to float that really got me onto it. Then as most of us, puberty hit me and I started applying it women, and then soon after (thanks to the beauty of the internet) I found videos and it became ultra sexual. 

But anyways I didn't come on here and make an account to indulge in it, but to try to stop it, for a multitude of reasons. None are medical as far as I can tell I haven't had any problems other then a semi extended stomach, (I'm hoping to get rid of that this summer with the acquisition of abs.)

1st reason, religious. I'm not here to tell of you to repent or that YOUR GOING TO HELL! Only that I personally have chosen to give this up partly on a basis of my faith. And if any one is wondering I did, very skillfully, talked to someone who is extremely knowledgeable in my faith, and with out disclosing my personal fetish fault; got this little piece of information. ANYTHNG, I repeat, ANYTHING, sexual is legal with a spouse under the context of marriage. As long as they should allow it and want to partake init. (Limited to one partner, sorry no orgies(I'm not morman, but I am a follower of Christ))

REASON NUMBER 2. I've got a girlfriend. Now many of you may think, why is that a problem? Well it is because, (I'm not ugly per say but have a terrible luck with women and I'll put it that way) this is my first ACTUALLY Serious Successful girlfriend. Again I'm not great with women and she has an amazing acceptance of me, and came onto me! I've driven every possible woman out of my life because of my, mental issues, (I have many, not like I want to kill someone,or hurt people in any way, I'm borderline pacafist) and I'm very lacking in confidence and have become very anti social because of continual misfortune when communicating with others, women especially included. I'm also extremely scared of of a lot of things, jumpy, paranoid, and the personality of the champion asshole, which this girl has somewhat helped me dimiush (?). Point in case I don't think I'll ever get another women this beautiful who accepts me as I am (fetish excluded) which satisfies both of my wants for a women, good looking (I think) and great personality, and we share a faith, too me I could ask for a more perfect women.

3rd I just want to stop. I think its my faith or girl friend to push me to finally break the hard anti moral shell I'd built up from years of abuse in all ways (verbal ,social, physical, etc. You name it, I've probably sustained it.) And since I've been feeling extremely suicidal lately (apologies for this, I know this isn't quite the place) I don't want to got out with a bang, (if your catching my drift) so I'm looking for any way to stop this. This Fetish has no other place then the internet and unless some brave soul (maybe me one day when I'm more emotional secured and hopefully have a family) goes on doctor Phil, or something and exposes this fetish, I don't know if any other you suffer, so to speak, from it but I do and have and I'm not referring to physical pain of over inflation, but mental toll all things considered its taking on me, and worst part is I can't tell any one who I know won't bully me, (biggest reason for suicidal tendencies, also why I just want to eliminate it so I don't have to tell my girlfriend ever, just leave it in the dust) and that really gets to me. I can tell you people and get suggestions but to me doesn't mean much cause I don't know any of you personally (I still EXTREMY appreciate advice and tips on how to get rid of it and I don't have enough time to research how.)and as I was saying theirs no phychiatirsts or theripusts to help with this fetish yet... So I'm in a catch twenty two, and this is kinda like a last resort. 

So bottom line, based off of what I've said what do you all think? And is there any way any one or any thing can help ? (Ex. Breathing exercises for stress, (not that, that would but just as a general idea of the help I'm seeking.)

Any advice is welcomed...

"Don't try to escape the inevitable"

deathcomestoousall

Guys, I know this is a REALLY old discussion, and I'm hoping some one posts on this, but here it goes. I like the rest of you have this fetish and acquired it from Willy wonka 2005, at the time it was just an intrigueing thing to me. And I always loved the thought of being able to fly. Now after seeing that I connected the two so instead of 'blueberry pie' for me it was air, and the ablilty to float that really got me onto it. Then as most of us, puberty hit me and I started applying it women, and then soon after (thanks to the beauty of the internet) I found videos and it became ultra sexual. 

But anyways I didn't come on here and make an account to indulge in it, but to try to stop it, for a multitude of reasons. None are medical as far as I can tell I haven't had any problems other then a semi extended stomach, (I'm hoping to get rid of that this summer with the acquisition of abs.)

1st reason, religious. I'm not here to tell of you to repent or that YOUR GOING TO HELL! Only that I personally have chosen to give this up partly on a basis of my faith. And if any one is wondering I did, very skillfully, talked to someone who is extremely knowledgeable in my faith, and with out disclosing my personal fetish fault; got this little piece of information. ANYTHNG, I repeat, ANYTHING, sexual is legal with a spouse under the context of marriage. As long as they should allow it and want to partake init. (Limited to one partner, sorry no orgies(I'm not morman, but I am a follower of Christ))

REASON NUMBER 2. I've got a girlfriend. Now many of you may think, why is that a problem? Well it is because, (I'm not ugly per say but have a terrible luck with women and I'll put it that way) this is my first ACTUALLY Serious Successful girlfriend. Again I'm not great with women and she has an amazing acceptance of me, and came onto me! I've driven every possible woman out of my life because of my, mental issues, (I have many, not like I want to kill someone,or hurt people in any way, I'm borderline pacafist) and I'm very lacking in confidence and have become very anti social because of continual misfortune when communicating with others, women especially included. I'm also extremely scared of of a lot of things, jumpy, paranoid, and the personality of the champion asshole, which this girl has somewhat helped me dimiush (?). Point in case I don't think I'll ever get another women this beautiful who accepts me as I am (fetish excluded) which satisfies both of my wants for a women, good looking (I think) and great personality, and we share a faith, too me I could ask for a more perfect women.

3rd I just want to stop. I think its my faith or girl friend to push me to finally break the hard anti moral shell I'd built up from years of abuse in all ways (verbal ,social, physical, etc. You name it, I've probably sustained it.) And since I've been feeling extremely suicidal lately (apologies for this, I know this isn't quite the place) I don't want to got out with a bang, (if your catching my drift) so I'm looking for any way to stop this. This Fetish has no other place then the internet and unless some brave soul (maybe me one day when I'm more emotional secured and hopefully have a family) goes on doctor Phil, or something and exposes this fetish, I don't know if any other you suffer, so to speak, from it but I do and have and I'm not referring to physical pain of over inflation, but mental toll all things considered its taking on me, and worst part is I can't tell any one who I know won't bully me, (biggest reason for suicidal tendencies, also why I just want to eliminate it so I don't have to tell my girlfriend ever, just leave it in the dust) and that really gets to me. I can tell you people and get suggestions but to me doesn't mean much cause I don't know any of you personally (I still EXTREMY appreciate advice and tips on how to get rid of it and I don't have enough time to research how.)and as I was saying theirs no phychiatirsts or theripusts to help with this fetish yet... So I'm in a catch twenty two, and this is kinda like a last resort. 

So bottom line, based off of what I've said what do you all think? And is there any way any one or any thing can help ? (Ex. Breathing exercises for stress, (not that, that would but just as a general idea of the help I'm seeking.)

Any advice is welcomed...

"Don't try to escape the inevitable"

deathcomestoousall

Didn't mean for that to post three times sorry, I also don't know how to delete it..

"Don't try to escape the inevitable"

Aufblasenmeister

Short of "cold turkey" -- just walking away AND never coming back, I don't know what to suggest. I'm not sure IF you are into the real thing -- actually inflating yourself with air and/or water? I am -- have been for at least 45 years... beginning with inflating with air while lying on my bed one night... and just became amazed at how large I could bulge my abdomen up into the air! Then stood in front of a mirror and... well, was hooked after that.  Then in our very private backyard one day, decided to use the old garden hose... and so began my lifelong inflation fetish. Like you I've tried to stop a few times over the years, but ultimately end up enjoying the feeling of being totally filled -- have held as much as 9.5 gallons of saline wlater and appear like the 8-9 month preggo!  Ultimately the pressure against the prostate usually stimulates a huge ejaculation.  Again, I've tried to stop a few times, but continue and not so sure but what my several times a week water inflation culminating in ejaculation may well be a good thing since it keeps my prostate "exercised" frequently... and now in my early 60s... with a Dr's assessment that I'm in good health in that area... sounds like the frequent "exercise" may be a reason for my normal size -- without any enlargement!  Soooooo, tho I've not asked the Dr point-blank, my frequent infation habit may be good for more than just the good feeling I get for the moment! As to the Christian concerns, I very much am and have asked God to take the urge from me... and I hear, "My grace is sufficient for you..."  Now not to cherry pick scripture, or get into a theological debate... our lives this side of eternity are a gift and we are indeed to treat our bodies uprightly and respect one anothers' bodies as well.  Therefore, I've felt very much at peace that I'm able to enjoy the body given me whether on my own or when fully giving it over to my wife for her complete satisfaction sexually.  I would encourage you to be open and honest with your girl friend when the time is appropriate... Granted she may think it a strange habit initially, but be patient and most supportive as you share with one another your deepest and innermost feelings of what gives you the greatest satisfaction and fullfillment...

I am deleting my listed email -- aufblasenmeister@yahoo.com -- effective today; and ALL related inflation type accounts as well.

I've looked, and looked, but do not see any way to delete this account.  Please delete my account at this site