Sunday 5th December 2021

Blog No.143/ Blogmas No.5

There’s No Room For Flatulence Here…

Latin words always make a fetish niche sound so mysterious and knowledgeable. That’s why I do my homework on these subjects. So today it is Eproctophilia and yet it is unrecognizable to what it is in the title. Unlike tablet is a table in french. Easy to know what it is. So have you given up on what it means?

Ok, this fetish is Flatulence, Farting, Botty Burps, Breaking Wind, Tooter, Fluffing, Booty Cough, Gassy, Trumpet, Foghorn, Duck Call, etc and the list goes on.

When we were kids or even now when we are adults if someone fluffs at an inappropriate or not expected time it becomes hilarious. Especially if they are not known to do that and then they do. It can be pant wetting at times.

Started in the industry…

Until I started in the industry I did not know that it was a turn-on to have a female let go on his face or near him, let alone he would pay to feel such an experience.

Some people are extremely gassy as they may have a varied way of eating. In return, it will let out a strong odor that is powerful enough to burn your nostril hairs.

Yet others won’t produce and air and you will never hear them pass wind (or they might hold it till they are alone). As they say “you are what you eat” and you sure are.

So Funny…

I Have experienced a few moments of embarrassment but I do remember one time a good few years ago when I went on holiday to Greece (early 1990’s ) I and my ex-husband went away with another couple that we had met in our local pub. We were departing from Heathrow and had some time to wait as we had got to our boarding gate early. The seats we had picked were in 3’s so Chris decided to sit on the floor. It was a rubber design for easy cleaning. He had some music on his earphones but we could all hear it if it was turned up to a certain level. He decided to rock backward, forwards, and side to side to the beat of the music as a little sit-down dance to pass the time. On one of the side-to-side rocks he let out an almighty fart that he thought wasn’t going to sound…but It did. I have never heard a fart echo in an airport as much as what this did. He didn’t need a microphone to be loud, the hollowness of the terminal did that for him. The embarrassment that showed on his face was a picture. He hung his head in shame and ask me “did anyone hear that?” The whole terminal was in hysterics.

So if anyone has a fetish for Eproctophilia don’t contact me but for any fetishes that are on my FETSH LIST do CONTACT ME.