I hope that I don't rub anyone the wrong way with this post but here it goes.
Where I stand on the topic of abortion is that I wouldn't personally encourage anyone to have one nor would I ever let someone end a pregnancy if it was mine. Legally, I don't believe it should be made illegal to have abortions due to the fact an ectopic pregnancy can kill both the mother and the baby (along with many other conditions that appropriately need to be terminated to keep both from dying). But this idea has been rolling around in my head for a while and I would really like people on this forum to kick up opinions/ideas about this post.
I identify with religious groups that want to stop terminations for a logical reason. It's a hypocrisy that a minute before a child is born that it's legal to kill it but afterwards it's murder. This leads me then to being critical to the groups of anti-abortionist who antagonize women on morality and principle. I despise anyone who holds up signs of aborted fetuses, yelling obscenities to the afflicted and anyone who spreads malicious propaganda aimed at vulnerable expectant mothers in the hopes they can selfishly earn there's in God's favor.
This is totally disgusting and wrong.
But let me share my story. I've always been ridiculously attracted to pregnant women to the point of loathing it. This is because it has lead to a lot of personal suffering due to the constant inappropriate arousal to married women and the like. I believe to my core that everything we experience happens for a reason but I've seriously struggled with the purpose of this fetish for almost my entire life. But very recently I have stopped questioning it and have found something beautiful about my affinity towards what makes women so precious.
Here is my story:
I woke up one morning and decided that I wanted to visit an abortion clinic to see if I could make a dent in this controversial subject. I packed a lunch and parked across the street very early and brought along some busy work and a cellular hotspot. For several hours I thought I made a mistake. Several picketers showed up holding signs. It sickened me as I thought of they're purpose and that they are totally ignoring the needs of another human being. Then I saw a young latino couple going into the clinic and I saw the opportunity to intervene. It was obvious that the male was forcing her to do this against her will. They were arguing and the picketers were yelling obscene things at them. This scene continued on for several minutes all the while I was on the edge of my seat not knowing what to do. I finally gathered the courage to walk past the picketers and up to the couple arguing. I could hear them as I approached and the the baby's daddy was explaining that it wasn't his fault she got pregnant and that she can't have the baby. He caught eyes with me and I startled him into breaking his focus on his mission. Then me and Lora's eyes met and I saw the tears streaking down her face. I told her not to do this. This was a precious gift she was carrying and asked if she was hungry? The guy was pissed and started to size me up. I completely ignored him and kept on asking Lora if she wanted to leave and get something to eat. I told her about myself and that I only wanted to help and that nothing happening right here and now was helping the situation. I encouraged her to come with me and I promised that whatever her decision was I would support her all the way, but to at least give herself the chance to think everything through without all this static in the background as I gestured to the crowd and her baby's daddy. This set him off and he confronted me with a threat. I turned towards him, got real close to his face and asked him point blank where was the man who should be standing right in front of me. I didn't know what to say and I squared up with him and started to get real loud "HUH, WHERE IS HE BOY!" I really wanted him to try something because at this point I was pissed with all the wrong that was going on at the moment and that this beautiful woman was being forced to do something that would break her heart forever. The baby's daddy stammered off say that he would never pay any child's support and threatened to bring his boys to the sight as he dialed up on his phone. I turned back towards Lora and said reassured her that it's not her fault and that it's really a blessing. I implored her to use anything I could offer her whether it be a ride home, coffee or dinner tonight. She was really freaked out at this point and I forgot to tell her my name and asked hers. She told me her name was Lora and kept apologizing saying she had to go. She started walking toward the jackass I just scared off and I grabbed her hand gently and told Lora to hear me out. She told me that she didn't even know who I was and pleaded with me she didn't want to piss off her BDaddy. I told her that the reality your living in right now is hell and that nothing in the world is worth what you almost put yourself through. I Just wanted to give her the chance to hear my story and why I was here. She was shocked as the Bdaddy drove off calling her a worthless slut and me a pussy. Lora started to cry again and I told her to look at me and grabbed her other hand. I promised her that I was someone that would never disappoint her and would be there for everything she needed. Her head dropped and started to cry almost uncontrollably. I started to embrace her and felt her arms wrap around me. I held her head and just let her cry in my chest. After about 2 minutes a nurse stepped out and told us that we needed to leave. Lola said she didn't even know who I was and to this I told her to just walk with me. We walked for almost an hour and she calmed down a lot. Her phone was blowing up after a while and I held onto it for her and kept silencing it before it could make a sound. I told her there are more important things to think about right now and that she could get back to it later. She reluctantly agreed and we sat down at a bus stop bench. As we got to know each other better she had mentioned that her shoulders were hurt from her job. After getting permission I worked on her shoulders and she started to relax. Several buses drove by and people gawked but I didn't let it phase me. After a while I could hear her belly making sounds like she was hungry. She asked where did you want to eat again. I mentioned iHop and she agreed. We walked back to the clinic and the picketers were whispering to each other until we turned towards my truck and then they started applauding. Lora smiled and said you've earned a couple of fans and I replied No just one. She looked confused and until I said it was her Bdaddy. She laughed and we drove off. We talked about her and the Bdaddy and why he was trying to get her to terminate. She asked about me and I told her that I was compelled to do something I haven't heard anyone do before. She was really self conscious and thought she looked hideous. I'm sure most of you guys reading this would agree that 5'4" 120 lbs and athletic build having only a bump in her belly was jaw dropping. I kept telling her that I couldn't believe someone as beautiful as her could ever question how attractive she was. She was a knockout and I didn't mind telling her that. I gave her back her phone and she turned it off. She like the silence and started to really become who she was deep down inside. She said that she wanted to have the child but that it was her BDaddy who forced her into having unprotected sex with her. He took her virginity at a party and being the thug life he is used her as some random vagina to cum into. After we ate, she wanted me to walk her to the bus stop. I agreed and I kept offering to give her a ride. She refused politely and didn't want to trouble me. As we got closer to the bus stop I asked if she wanted to walk on the beach and see the sunset. She thought that would be nice but didn't want to walk it. I smiled and made a gestured turning a steering wheel back and forth. She sliced her eye's to the side and grinned and said why not. Then she said that I better not pimp her for gas money because I paid for dinner. She was used to that with the BDaddy using her for everything. We went to the beach and sat to watch the sun go down in the water. She really had gotten comfortable with me at this point and asked about what the previous relationships I'd been in were like and what I wanted to do with my life. I told her that I've done international mission works in the past and that I followed the example lived by Christ to the best of my ability but that I'm human and slip like everybody else. we both like the Heat and bragged about the 2012 national championship and griped about LeBron James leaving the team. She thought that was cute and said that I would be a pretty cool dad one day. I smiled and told her you are already an awesome mom. Her face dropped and I held her chin, looked into her eye's and said that it takes a strong team to win a national championship. I put my hand on her petite belly and said that she was everything I'd ever want in a teammate. Her light brown eye's rounded as she smiled and I kissed the edge of her mouth. I asked her if she was ready to go home and she nodded yes. She gave me directions to her place as long as I promised not to stalk her. I smiled and said that I can't even stalk a feral cat much less a sweet lady like herself. I had told her earlier that I volunteered for a homeless animal shelter and that I would spend hours next to a dumpster never having any luck catching the stray kittens that rummaged around. She told me that I was cute, gave me her number and wanted to come to church with me the following Sunday. Everyone at church was bright and excited to see her and never questioned or acted weird with us. We've been dating now for 2 months and I think I might ask this girl to marry me soon. She is so chill because she knows this child isn't mine and she can already feel like I treat her and her unborn child as my own.
So for anyone who questions why they have this fetish, put it to good use and save a life. You never know what surprise might wait for you if you're confident and patient to help a mother in need of love and affection.
Where I stand on the topic of abortion is that I wouldn't personally encourage anyone to have one nor would I ever let someone end a pregnancy if it was mine. Legally, I don't believe it should be made illegal to have abortions due to the fact an ectopic pregnancy can kill both the mother and the baby (along with many other conditions that appropriately need to be terminated to keep both from dying). But this idea has been rolling around in my head for a while and I would really like people on this forum to kick up opinions/ideas about this post.
I identify with religious groups that want to stop terminations for a logical reason. It's a hypocrisy that a minute before a child is born that it's legal to kill it but afterwards it's murder. This leads me then to being critical to the groups of anti-abortionist who antagonize women on morality and principle. I despise anyone who holds up signs of aborted fetuses, yelling obscenities to the afflicted and anyone who spreads malicious propaganda aimed at vulnerable expectant mothers in the hopes they can selfishly earn there's in God's favor.
This is totally disgusting and wrong.
But let me share my story. I've always been ridiculously attracted to pregnant women to the point of loathing it. This is because it has lead to a lot of personal suffering due to the constant inappropriate arousal to married women and the like. I believe to my core that everything we experience happens for a reason but I've seriously struggled with the purpose of this fetish for almost my entire life. But very recently I have stopped questioning it and have found something beautiful about my affinity towards what makes women so precious.
Here is my story:
I woke up one morning and decided that I wanted to visit an abortion clinic to see if I could make a dent in this controversial subject. I packed a lunch and parked across the street very early and brought along some busy work and a cellular hotspot. For several hours I thought I made a mistake. Several picketers showed up holding signs. It sickened me as I thought of they're purpose and that they are totally ignoring the needs of another human being. Then I saw a young latino couple going into the clinic and I saw the opportunity to intervene. It was obvious that the male was forcing her to do this against her will. They were arguing and the picketers were yelling obscene things at them. This scene continued on for several minutes all the while I was on the edge of my seat not knowing what to do. I finally gathered the courage to walk past the picketers and up to the couple arguing. I could hear them as I approached and the the baby's daddy was explaining that it wasn't his fault she got pregnant and that she can't have the baby. He caught eyes with me and I startled him into breaking his focus on his mission. Then me and Lora's eyes met and I saw the tears streaking down her face. I told her not to do this. This was a precious gift she was carrying and asked if she was hungry? The guy was pissed and started to size me up. I completely ignored him and kept on asking Lora if she wanted to leave and get something to eat. I told her about myself and that I only wanted to help and that nothing happening right here and now was helping the situation. I encouraged her to come with me and I promised that whatever her decision was I would support her all the way, but to at least give herself the chance to think everything through without all this static in the background as I gestured to the crowd and her baby's daddy. This set him off and he confronted me with a threat. I turned towards him, got real close to his face and asked him point blank where was the man who should be standing right in front of me. I didn't know what to say and I squared up with him and started to get real loud "HUH, WHERE IS HE BOY!" I really wanted him to try something because at this point I was pissed with all the wrong that was going on at the moment and that this beautiful woman was being forced to do something that would break her heart forever. The baby's daddy stammered off say that he would never pay any child's support and threatened to bring his boys to the sight as he dialed up on his phone. I turned back towards Lora and said reassured her that it's not her fault and that it's really a blessing. I implored her to use anything I could offer her whether it be a ride home, coffee or dinner tonight. She was really freaked out at this point and I forgot to tell her my name and asked hers. She told me her name was Lora and kept apologizing saying she had to go. She started walking toward the jackass I just scared off and I grabbed her hand gently and told Lora to hear me out. She told me that she didn't even know who I was and pleaded with me she didn't want to piss off her BDaddy. I told her that the reality your living in right now is hell and that nothing in the world is worth what you almost put yourself through. I Just wanted to give her the chance to hear my story and why I was here. She was shocked as the Bdaddy drove off calling her a worthless slut and me a pussy. Lora started to cry again and I told her to look at me and grabbed her other hand. I promised her that I was someone that would never disappoint her and would be there for everything she needed. Her head dropped and started to cry almost uncontrollably. I started to embrace her and felt her arms wrap around me. I held her head and just let her cry in my chest. After about 2 minutes a nurse stepped out and told us that we needed to leave. Lola said she didn't even know who I was and to this I told her to just walk with me. We walked for almost an hour and she calmed down a lot. Her phone was blowing up after a while and I held onto it for her and kept silencing it before it could make a sound. I told her there are more important things to think about right now and that she could get back to it later. She reluctantly agreed and we sat down at a bus stop bench. As we got to know each other better she had mentioned that her shoulders were hurt from her job. After getting permission I worked on her shoulders and she started to relax. Several buses drove by and people gawked but I didn't let it phase me. After a while I could hear her belly making sounds like she was hungry. She asked where did you want to eat again. I mentioned iHop and she agreed. We walked back to the clinic and the picketers were whispering to each other until we turned towards my truck and then they started applauding. Lora smiled and said you've earned a couple of fans and I replied No just one. She looked confused and until I said it was her Bdaddy. She laughed and we drove off. We talked about her and the Bdaddy and why he was trying to get her to terminate. She asked about me and I told her that I was compelled to do something I haven't heard anyone do before. She was really self conscious and thought she looked hideous. I'm sure most of you guys reading this would agree that 5'4" 120 lbs and athletic build having only a bump in her belly was jaw dropping. I kept telling her that I couldn't believe someone as beautiful as her could ever question how attractive she was. She was a knockout and I didn't mind telling her that. I gave her back her phone and she turned it off. She like the silence and started to really become who she was deep down inside. She said that she wanted to have the child but that it was her BDaddy who forced her into having unprotected sex with her. He took her virginity at a party and being the thug life he is used her as some random vagina to cum into. After we ate, she wanted me to walk her to the bus stop. I agreed and I kept offering to give her a ride. She refused politely and didn't want to trouble me. As we got closer to the bus stop I asked if she wanted to walk on the beach and see the sunset. She thought that would be nice but didn't want to walk it. I smiled and made a gestured turning a steering wheel back and forth. She sliced her eye's to the side and grinned and said why not. Then she said that I better not pimp her for gas money because I paid for dinner. She was used to that with the BDaddy using her for everything. We went to the beach and sat to watch the sun go down in the water. She really had gotten comfortable with me at this point and asked about what the previous relationships I'd been in were like and what I wanted to do with my life. I told her that I've done international mission works in the past and that I followed the example lived by Christ to the best of my ability but that I'm human and slip like everybody else. we both like the Heat and bragged about the 2012 national championship and griped about LeBron James leaving the team. She thought that was cute and said that I would be a pretty cool dad one day. I smiled and told her you are already an awesome mom. Her face dropped and I held her chin, looked into her eye's and said that it takes a strong team to win a national championship. I put my hand on her petite belly and said that she was everything I'd ever want in a teammate. Her light brown eye's rounded as she smiled and I kissed the edge of her mouth. I asked her if she was ready to go home and she nodded yes. She gave me directions to her place as long as I promised not to stalk her. I smiled and said that I can't even stalk a feral cat much less a sweet lady like herself. I had told her earlier that I volunteered for a homeless animal shelter and that I would spend hours next to a dumpster never having any luck catching the stray kittens that rummaged around. She told me that I was cute, gave me her number and wanted to come to church with me the following Sunday. Everyone at church was bright and excited to see her and never questioned or acted weird with us. We've been dating now for 2 months and I think I might ask this girl to marry me soon. She is so chill because she knows this child isn't mine and she can already feel like I treat her and her unborn child as my own.
So for anyone who questions why they have this fetish, put it to good use and save a life. You never know what surprise might wait for you if you're confident and patient to help a mother in need of love and affection.
