You read the title right. There is a fetish for those who are into amputees, or into people in braces. According to what I researched: Amputee fetishism is one of the paraphilias grouped together as attraction to disability. It is a fetish focused on amputations, generally of limbs.

Two subtypes of this fetish are generally recognized. Acrotomophilia is an intense desire for one’s partner to be an amputee. Acrotomophiles are also known as “devotees.” Apotemnophilia is an intense desire to be an amputee. Apotemnophiles are also known as “wannabes.” With each, the presence or absence of artificial limbs as an added stimulant is a personal matter for the fetishist.

Amputation fetishism is a paraphilia, a focus on a specific body part or inanimate object. it is technically a form of teratophilia, sexual attraction to a “deformed or monstrous person”.

Electronic Surgery (abbreviated “ES”) is a term for images (usually from porn sites) that have been modified to make the subject appear as an amputee.

A “pretender” is a “wannabe” who acts out apotemnophiliac fantasies, sometimes in public, usually through limb-binding and the use of loose clothing.

Now while I think is on the very odd side of fetish, I can be open to it. I think.

I can maybe get into it if it were, say, oh I don’t know, Thom Yorke of Radiohead. Maybe if he didn’t have limbs – you know, I could say, well – he’s sort of the odd artistic type. Or if Dali rose from the dead and was losing some appendages, I could think – isn’t this surrealistic? Let’s try it. Then I’d pop some acid, and away we’d go.

But, um, I digress. Thinking of amputee fetishism puts Me in some sort of weird abstraction domination subspace.

So, yeah.


Moving on.


Halloween!! Yes, it’s coming!! I’ve decided that I will probably be a witch, and I’ve yet to put the costume together. So, we’ll see what comes of that. I may even go trick or treating because, well, I love candy. I will not be around on Tuesday night, I’m going to a concert, nor will I be around Wednesday, because it’s Halloween. AND I will not be around next weekend, because I’m going out of town for some extreme quiet, alone time.

What else? The new Radiohead album kicks major ass. I’m grooving on it. You have to state your price when you go to their website. It’s about damn time they came out with something new. You have to hear “Nude” by Radiohead. Puts Me in a freaky-deaky mood.

Speaking of freaky-deaky – if you want some freaky-deaky phone sex, hit Me up. Call Me. 888-737-8345. If you want an amputee fetish phone sex call, that’s cool – I’m down with it, just let Me toke on some peyote first. Also, if you put this in a zombie context, it could work. Zombies coming from the ground, with appendages loosely hanging and falling to the ground coming to dominate you. A zombinatrix. Oh. that’s HOT.

See you freaks later, tonight, at the chatroom at 8 pm EST.

And come with candy.

Your zombinatrix,

xoxoxox MS Cecilia