I’m a pretty normal guy except for one thing: I’m sexually attracted to zombies. When I was a kid I loved to watch horror films that featured them. Then, as I became a teen, I started to masturbate watching zombie flicks. Now I fantasize about having sex with zombies while trying not to get bitten, then eventually ending up getting devoured. I also fantasize about a woman being gangbanged by a group of zombies who then rip her apart and eat her. Is this a form of necrophilia? Are there any other people out there with the same fetish? When I was about six, my best friend and I discovered the dead body of a drug addict in an abandoned house. Do you think that has something to do with my fetish? –Concentrating on Rotting People Sexually Exciting
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OK, CORPSE, you’ve got a zombie fetish. That’s too bad. While GGG folks will cheerfully indulge their partners’ kinks, there are limits to what a boy can reasonably request. Naughty Catholic schoolgirl? Demanding mistress? Secretary of state? Those are role-playing scenarios that any reasonably accommodating girlfriend would say yes to. But animated corpses, violent gangbangings, gruesome deaths, and cannibalism? The only women willing to go there will be the ones who share your fetish. And the sucks-to-be-you fact of the matter is that very few people find death attractive–look how hard John Paul II clung to life. If a man convinced he was going to heaven was that afraid of death, how do you think the average bar slut will feel?
Speaking of head trips: This may come as a shock to some of my readers, but I’m Catholic–in a cultural sense, not an eat-the-wafer, say-the-rosary, burn-down-the-women’s-health-center sense. I was so Catholic that I attended Quigley Preparatory Seminary North, a Catholic high school in Chicago for boys thinking about becoming priests. Along with my classmates I got to meet the pope in 1979 when he dropped by our school during his visit to Chicago. We gave him a soccer ball.
