Cyborg’s back from his dry spell and today, I’m bringing something out of the normality of what I frequently post and having a post just dedicated to the fun of writing it.
I’ve recently mined out a huge amount of post ideas after my really prolonged dry spell and I have begun writing them. But alas, I hit a snag where finding the reference materials and pictures was really hard to do due to the sheer quantity of stuff I had to go through to find the exact one I need. However, I did hit upon the idea this post will be about (In the shower, weirdly enough. I normally get these flashes of “genius” just as I’m about to sleep). So for today, as a sort of a filler and a post just to entertain all (For I assure you, you will be entertained), this is a post about ALLLLLLLLL me fetishes.
Oh yeah, you guys and girls f******g read that right. My fetishes and their origins. Time to descend down the dark, unlit passageways of CyborgCommunist’s mind to reach that one room with the huge words “FETISHES” plastered on the door.