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Hi, I’m a long-time lurker, first-time poster to this wonderful forum. Throughout the years I’ve come to this site like many others, wondering whether others felt the way I do, since my fetish didn’t seem to be of the same nature as anyone else around me (although if you ask me, it’s just as weird that we like boobs but no one questions that). Once I found out that there were many others, I was relieved but still struggled with the occurence of an attractive, pantyhose clad woman. On top of that, I was an awkward kid who was made fun of more often than not and was not ery popular with the ladies. This left me very frustrated as pantyhose became less and less worn by women while I didn’t have any close relationships with girls to demand an answer to why this was happening. I became more socially graceful as time went by (mainly from finding out how relaxing and fun pot can be), but still had the unanswered million dollar question of: How can an undergarment that was popular for 40 plus years, has medical benefits, and makes the female leg look 10 times better go out of style?

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This led me to the last summer I had before going to college. I had an itching to come to terms fully with my past so I could be open person in college and not continue my loner tradition from high school. My one last question burned a hole in the back of my mind until I thought of a solution. I had just recieved a bunch of AIM buddy lists in preparation to try and get to know more people from my hometown that I would potentially run into during college. It’s always good to befriend an older beer-getter. At some point I realized that I could use some of these buddies to help me figure out why women hated pantyhose so much. So, I created a fake AIM personality and began chatting with some girls on my lists. I chose people I had a preconceived notion about because I could compare their personality and activities to see if there were any links. This became my downfall.

I had picked to be another fake girl because I figured if I did it myself the girls from my hometown would find it very weird, and I would be ridiculed again much akin to how I viewed my adolescence. It wasn’t easy to do at first because I kept thinking of what would happen if my secret got out? It was also an odd and deceitful thing to be doing…But my curiousity got the best of me and soon my fake chats were second nature. I tried to talk to everyone I could about their pantyhose preference totaling probably more than 30 girls. I started by linking them with my hometown or college and wondering how I got their screename. Then, I would begin a meaningless chat for a couple of minutes gaining trust and involvement. Finally, the hose questioning began. At first I asked a fashion question of whether or not they would consider it proper to wear hose to wedding I was going to in a couple of days. While that was useful in determining their stance on hosiery, I realized it wasn’t that natural of a question and stopped. My new method became asking about work, a normal question, and then saying I had to work at a bank where they made me wear hose. This was a lot more natural and I got a lot of responses.

My findings were that a lot of women said they didn’t like hose; they weren’t necessarily a faux pas, but were said to be uncomfortable. When asked if they had tried better hosiery, most said they wore the cheapo leggs and other brands that are found in grocery stores. Another thing hit upon frequently was that they were for granny’s and not suitable attire for this generation. I found dancers and choir people who wore hose more often didn’t mind it…it was either didn’t mind it or hated it, no lovers of hose. The biggest finding by far had to be the influence of popular appeal. Some of the girls I wanted to talk with simply wouldn’t on account of me being a stranger; so, I impersonated a friend’s sister who was very popular but never used the messaging program I was on at the time. I got a response out of one girl in particular who said she loved hose while talking to the popular personality but hated them when talking to the other personality. My conclusion is that a woman’s appeal of hosiery is based a lot on pop culture and that most women are basing their opinion on some pair of hose they bought at a grocery store. It’s like buying a pair of crap jeans at a grocery store and deciding you hate jeans without ever trying the ones that are made properly to last long.

Now comes the bad part. This process can be very addictive if done properly as the hope of someone that does like hose can always keep you going…and I’d be lying if I said that women I knew actually talking about hose didn’t play a role. I tried to do everything as politely as possible and not bother people who didn’t want to talk, but more often than not I would do this after being drunk or high and try to push it too far. I would then aftwards wonder what the hell I was doing, but while I was doing I never had any qualms. Eventually two and two were put together and I was found out by someone. This is why you shouldn’t do this to a lot of people you know, and at the same time sometimes mention hose in your real personality. While I started out just curious, wanting an answer; I ended up addicted to it and just wanting to talk about hose as much as I could. I never realized that people would converse about a random person who happened to talk to them once on AIM, but I was wrong. There were parties where I’d be at and I’d see girls talking quietly and then giving me a stare I’ll never forget. Sometimes I could even over-hear them and the stare was one of contempt and disgust. Even this couldn’t tear me away until one day a girl called me out on my bluff and asked an explanation. All I could say was that this was a sexual side of myself that I couldn’t control and I needed answers to why the wearing of hose was dying away. After that I quit it completely and was avoidant of people in my hometown who I felt I had victimized. I still don’t want to see those people because I can’t justify what I did as right.

And all of this brought me to wonder…is fetishism something we should embrace so dearly? I’m not trying to bash this site or anyone on it; I come here often and feel that you can’t hide from who you are…especially when you didn’t choose to admire something contemporary society doesn’t. I don’t really think having a pantyhose fetish is that weird seeing how many guys idolize bras and panties; but on the other side, you can’t, at least I can’t, go out and talk about these things to people without attaching a creepy aspect to your persona. One of the only ways I could discuss it with real women provided me with most of my hometown knowing I have a fetish and cold stares. While the method I chose was creepy, I still got addicted to it and lost a lot of time that I could have spent elsewhere. Hell, I still struggle with wanting to do it now, especially since I know some Hooters Girls and have always wondered their opinion. I basically think of my fetish as another vice I have to control. Like drugs or even exercise we can become addicted to certain activities and need a balance of focus and release of energy to lead to a happy life. If I spend too much time on indulging in a fetish, I feel I’ve lost time in other areas such as exploring the arts. On the other hand, if I don’t release my thoughts of sexy hosed up women, I don’t think I could function. It’s a paradox.

This post is way too long as it is…and jumbled…so I will stop…but feel free to respond in any emotion (I didn’t edit it as it took me an hour to write and I’m exhausted. Thanks for listening).
really interesting post, and very interesting method (very interesting what came out of that, but yes, sounds like it got a bit invasive/out of control for you)…

Healthy balance *is* important. Addiction, extremism, etc is a bad thing - and that goes for everything in life.

I need to digest this more. Good post.

I’m a longtime lurker and first time poster as well. Up until now, I thought that I would never post in here. I must say that after today, I will probably not post again. But your post hit several paralells to my own dilemma that I think is finally worth sharing.

I too spent time online exploring my interest in pantyhose. I masqueraded as a women on irc.dal.net in a channel called #pantyhose. For a long time I did this, not so much to explore what other women thought about pantyhose but to simply find an avenue for release. At the time I started, I was divorced, wasn’t seeing anyone and working really oddball shift work. My interation with women was nil. But in IRC I was able to perform as the woman I most desired.

Oftentimes I felt ashamed of the time I spent on IRC and reading boards just like this one. I felt like you, that I could have spent my time in different avenues: refreshing my artistic ability, going out, interacting with people and so on instead of chat, messages and God forbid, masturbating to a picture of a pantyhosed Izzy. However, on the other side of things I felt relieved. Relieved I could get some things off my chest. Relieved I could enjoy something that I’ve kept hidden from everyone for many years. Relieved that although I hadn’t found someone who could satisfy my interests, those pics of Izzy, Dawn, Akira and others were there for me to enjoy. I’m not going to get into the details of my interests, but suffice to say I’m full hetero, dig hose on women and don’t mind wearing myself just for my own enjoyment. No crossdressing, just someone who wants to feel good from time to time. I will admit I find Nylonmichelle’s full body encasement somewhat enticing though. If I weren’t married, I think I’d go to Russia for a few days.

With all that being said, I do think a personal sexual interest is something worth embracing. The question is risk assessment. How far is one willing to go to enjoy their so-called fetish (I hate the word)? THat’s the question to ask yourself. In your case you chose to reach out to people you knew, even though you were masquerading as someone else. Clearly, the risk in that situation is higher than if you masqueraded as I did on IRC. Maybe you didn’t assess the risk fully. Or maybe you did. In any event you put yourself in a position to be in physical contact with people you were quizzing on their pantyhose interests. What happened to you, IMHO, was just a matter of time. Yet, for me, that is too much risk. I am not willing to go that far; meeting people on IRC was out of the question. Nor am I willing to wear openly in public, because of the chance I may run into someone I know. With the job, position and power that I exercise, being found out is not something I can afford to have happen.

That doesn’t mean I haven’t taken risks. I’ve worn hose under jeans with socks for any matter of reasons from the cold to just plain enjoyment. The risk here is getting into an accident or some incapacitating position where someone will reveal my choice in attire without my consent. All things being what they are, that risk is still low and withing my realm of reason. Some may not even risk that much, preferring to keep it completely at home. Now I am fortunate to be married and have a wife who knows of my interests and, although not entirely on board, is willing to entertain them from time to time.

I must correct myself on one thing. I say a personal sexual interest is worth embracing. I say that from a point of view with regard to hose, stockings, feet, legs, tits, asses or whatever. I’m not a proponent of pedophilia, incest, gang rape, S&M, or any of extreme deviant sexual practices that do go on. Some of those are on the illegal and immoral side and if I had the opportunity to shoot and kill a pedophile, I would.

To wrap up my long response to your long post: its just pantyhose, it’s not illegal. Determine how much risk you are willing to take in order to enjoy this side of yourself and stay sane. If you roll the dice and it goes badly for you, you have nothing to blame except yourself…not your fetish. The fetish will probably always be there, the risk is controllable.
That’s an interesting take on the matter. I am reminded of the volunteer firefighter from Mason, OH that got caught in a public park wearing a string bikini! He was drunk and was trying to drive away when the cops got him. They took a lot of “evidence” pictures of the guy — and I’m sure REALLY embarrased him.

The moral of the story is to make absolutely sure that if the things you’re doing became PUBLIC, you could handle it. There is always a chance they will.
I felt sorry for the guy in some ways. Mason is just down I-75 from us. He was all over the newspaper, all three local TV news broadcasts, and even the AOL news.

He was a bit sloppy looking (I probably don’t have much room to talk) en femme. He should have worn a one-piece and some suntan or beige Leggs STW.

Adina