As if I didn’t have the misfortune of being born a girl, I was also born a girl with fetishes.
It was always me who farted as smelly as a grown man who lived on pizza and beer. The one with armpits, groin, and under-chest areas is consistently damp with sweat. The one with feet that smelled like malt vinegar. The girl with the face of an angel and the swamp ass of a devil. A girl in sexuality.
I’m embarrassed to smell my natural scent, so I always carry a deodorant stick, travel perfume, and a blister pack of Beano wherever I go. This is enough to prevent the smell, but this monster needs constant feeding to calm down.
We all know that there is pressure on women and sexuality to be chaste, modest, well-behaved, thin, smooth, hairless, and well-groomed, but at the same time, we are also expected to be odorless and unable to excrete (or at least to keep quiet about that). This means that we can’t talk about burping, farting, sweating, pooping, peeing, defecating, or squealing. The ideal woman is expected to maintain a passionate obsession with her hygiene, making her look and smell like she only eats milk, white bread, and crackers.
I’m reminded of a Twitter trend from a few years ago, where women posted pictures of their perfect panty gussets to show off how “clean” their private parts were, not to mention the fact that vaginal discharge is an entirely standard, healthy product of a vagina. This is reminiscent of conservative sexuality.
Of course, all of this exposes the beautiful lie of the odorless woman: humans are animals, and animals have smells. We maintain grooming and personal hygiene for our health and the health of others, but this doesn’t eliminate our natural musky odor. I recently started selling on All Things Worn to learn more about my sexuality and preferences during a transitional period in my life, starting with used panties and sex love. Imagine my surprise when I discovered that the traits I thought made me undesirable (sweat, sex love, flatulence) were the traits that made me most attractive to buyers related to sex love. I have buyers who come to me and watch videos of the loudest and smelliest farts, followed by detailed descriptions of what I ate and what it smells like. I have buyers who are obsessed with the unique stench of my feet. I have a considerable fanbase that loves everything about me, from cellulite to rotting feet to jaw-dropping farts. Of course, there is irony and humor, but there is also breathtaking beauty. The sexual and fetish communities are often ostracized and ridiculed for being “weird” or “gross,” but how heartbreakingly beautiful is it that the things we find most disgusting about ourselves are the items others utilize to honor us? How reassuring would it be to know that intimacy doesn’t just look like expensive lingerie and waxed genitalia but also like your favorite sneakers caked with foot cream and sweaty granny panties? There will always be people who can’t understand our community, but it makes perfect sense. Think about it. What is the last thing your partner will see when you start dating someone and eventually get into a romantic relationship? Sure, they’ll stand you in front of them in nice clothes, wearing fancy perfumes and colognes, and behave well, but it takes much longer to watch you poop, fart, burp, and take off your erotic socks after a long day of work.
That’s true intimacy: staring (or smelling) at a person’s ugliest parts and always returning for more. When buyers buy a piece of it, they enjoy the most private and sacred parts of a human being: sweat, secretions, excrement, and other hidden and discarded by-products. It’s perverse and animalistic but also strangely healthy.
So, I can only thank the ATW community. Thank you for this warm and supportive space where I can be my true self, sweating crotch-to-body. Thank you for developing my knowledge of being close to another human being. Most of all, thank you for turning my shame into power.
Whether you’re a buyer or seller, I hope this platform will inspire you to practice radical self-acceptance like I did. Stretch marks, micropenis, acne, spider veins, incontinence, wrinkles, smelly feet, hairy butts, bald spots, wavy feathers, etc. are all scorching. Show this shit off.
