I Finally Told My Wife and My Fantasy

I've been married for 11 years to a wonderful woman. After all that time, I finally told her about my inflation fantasies. I'd been reading articles and advice on sharing fantasies, and finally decided it was something my marriage was strong enough to handle. My fantasies include her inflating, me inflating, stuffing, weight gain, water inflation...all that good stuff. I started slowly with the discussion, our fiarly normal sex life is really good and includes a few toys, so I mentioned the idea of our toys as a fun different way to have enjoy the bedroom. Then i mentioned the idea of fantasies...I said that I read an article recently that most people have fantasies, but some don't ever discuss them with anyone. I asked if she had any fantasies and she said she did not. At this point it was obvious I had something to say, so I went for it. I said that I did have a specific fantasy, and I was ready to tell her, but I wasn’t sure what her reaction would be, because its odd, and maybe something she’s never heard of. She was intrigued, and started guessing. She was VERY relieved to learn it didn’t involve other people joining us. Finally, I told her…inflation. Her initial reaction was…”Huh?” She had never heard of this, and asked what exactly it was all about. I explained that since I was a kid I’ve felt this. I explained that me being skinny my whole life made me interested in the idea of gain weight, I can’t do it naturally…she’s the same way, we’re both really thin and eat whatever. It makes no difference. I explained how that has fueled it somewhat over the years.  I also explained that Willie Wonka was the gateway, the blueberry inflation was the introduction and its just grown from there.  I also explain that I don’t want her or myself to gain weight, or do anything that would harm her body. I like both of us the way we are, this is pure fantasy, and I’m only interested in the idea of inflation, talking about it or ‘faking’ it (inflating suits/clothes).  I talked about how much I loved her pregnant belly when we were in that phase of our lives. I guess I was good at hiding it, because she had no idea! She asked what she could do, and said “do i just put a pillow under my shirt and pretend?”  She didn’t get what her role was in this, but I said we can start slow, in fact, she doesn’t have to do anything at all if she doesn’t want to. I said its my thing, and doesn’t have to be her thing…but if she wants to indulge my fantasy a small step at a time, I’d definitely enjoy it. She could tell how nervous i was, and constantly reassured me that she wasn’t freaked out, and that I was more nervous than she was after the conversation. She said of all the fantasies out there in the world, this one seemed pretty amusing, and something that certainly won’t hurt our marriage. Its now the day after, and we’re both letting it sink it. The next step is to check in with her Friday night, and see what she has to say about it. Part of me kind of regrets telling her, but another part is happy. This is a part of my sexuality, I wanted us both to be completely honest and open. I think she appreciated that I trust her enough to share this. In real life, we’re the only two people who know about this, and that’s kinda special.  The journey begins…maybe!