Thread 82122606

What are the psychological reasons behind a momcest fetish?

like actually wanting marry your mom? idk
i just like milf feet

>>82122606 (OP)
>momcest
Be more precise
>older women
>your mom
>a gf your age who larps as your mom
Which one?

>>82122606 (OP)
I don't know much about this community but I know that some women intentionally get pregnant with a baby boy so they can groom him into their husband or just use him as emotional baggage (emotional incest) and that is fucked up

I just find it annoying that they claimed the entire incest fetish and renamed it momcest

what about us normal cousin-fuckers or sister practice gfers

>>82122788
Reminds me how mom wanted me to be a better version of my dad

>>82122606 (OP)
love and attachment
boys, mostly ones from single mothers, or with a father who isnt much around or neglects his wife, causing her to find comfort in being overly attached to her son are prime candidates

my mom, a single mother who coddles and babies her son to shit is a great example. When i was little i kept telling her i want to marry her. Then i went to school, and obviously i got bullied to shit, and because i was a huge mommas boy, instead of fighting back or something i just cried and told my mom i got beated up or something at school, which then results in her hugging and cuddling me for however long i wanted, letting me cry into her chest and saying my poor boy or something like that. Result is, i keep being a huge pussy, so i keep being bullied, so i keep crying to mommy, so she keeps babying me as hard as she can, and ofc calls the school which makes everyone think im a mommys boy which restarts the cycle as i get bullied for it
so naturally, as a result of this, she becomes god in my eyes. And then puberty kicks in
By age... maybe 11? something like that, i was inhumanly sexually attracted to my mom, as well as emotionally. The amount of times i used her underwear or something to masturbate is impossible to calculate. I left cumstains on a ton of her underwear or bras, sleeping gowns or home shirts i knew she regularly wears. She found it a lot of times, but i never once got shit for it, just more babying like "aww honey you shouldnt do that, now i need to wash this", but never once a raised voice or anything that could in any way be called scolding. Obviously also tons of stuff like watching her sleep when she slept naked and jerking off to her tits, or peeking at her when she was showering or changing, which again, she caught me doing many times, and again, the worst i got was like "sweetie, some privacy, okay?" and closing the door, but never once a raised voice or scolding, let alone anything worse
Took me a lot of therapy to get over her

>>82122728
i like older women and my mom but i hate the idea of a gf pretending to be my mom

>>82122728
you also missed my personal version
>mom who is not your actual mom but wish it was your actual mom that treats you well and you can fuck
it is due to neglect and abuse from my actual mother.

>>82122900
Well that was a horrifying read and the world is a little worse now.

Glad you got therapy for it though, I guess.

>>82122606 (OP)
>plump, squishy body
>actually cares about your goals and interests unlike roasties
>will make tendies for you
>none of that awkward "getting to know you" shit, you've been seen each other at your worst
Your Mom is a perfect gf-in-a-package

>>82123192
That should be a picture of a man with that same body type

>>82122900
>Took me a lot of therapy to get over her
How did you get over her? What helped you the most?

>>82123172
i mean i dont think it was that horrifying compared to physical abuse. If i had to chose between my mom that babied me harder than a mom of a hentai protagonist and a crackhead mom junkie who abuses me or physically hurts me or shit like that (i have heard insane stories), id take this extreme. Naturally best extreme is none, but you know, cant have all the pieces of the pie

But yeah the therapy was long but it helped. I moved out of my moms house when i was 22 which was one of the biggest challanges of my life. She almost wouldnt let me go, and after moving out i had panic attacks for a good while because of not having her around and she would legit call me randomly at like 3 in the morning because she had a dream that a car ran me over so she wanted to make sure her baby is safe. The hardest part was making friends. Thankfully it turned out that when im drunk im strangely social, so i managed to get a group going, through which i also got to know my first girlfriend. She did break up with me about a year ago, but still the experience of having one helped insanely to reset mental and un-mom my brain. You gotta realize its not just that i got bullied to shit, but since i got bullied i also didnt have any friends. No one wants to be friends with the bullied crybaby who cries to mommy or hugs her for solid 15+ seconds when she comes to pick him up from school... HIGH SCHOOL that is... yeah, would you be friends with that guy? not to mention the raging boner in my pants while hugging her, which again, she had to feel but id sooner win the lottery than get scolded or told anything... so my mom was basically my only friend, so i basically only did what she wanted to do, so i had no clue how to even socialize or make friends. Thank god for alcohol, as cursed as that sentence is. Naturally my friends dont know my history, i just told them i had antisocial anxiety, and they were like ahh okay its chill man

>>82122606 (OP)
>"mother wound" due to having to take care of my mom emotionally since before I even hit puberty
>very affectionate mom beyond what's expected from a mother
>sexually interested in my mom from my earliest memories
>dislike of people that aren't me
So just the typical cases of emeshment, exccesive affection, strong sex drive with low filter, narcicism, hot mom, etc.

>>82123345
what helped the most is definitely the big 3
1. Living alone / moving out
2. Having friends
3. Girlfriend

the friends and the girlfriend thing came kind of on its own when i finally opened up to the idea of drinking. Of course a babied guy like me with no friends (>>82123406) wouldnt drink, no no, mom taught me thats bad, no do bad, moms word is gospel.
Only after moving out and some therapy i was okay with starting to drink, because my therapist told me little bit of drinking could elevate some of the pressure. Dont know if its a good advice from a therapist "u got problems? just get drunk" but hey, i guess it was. Me starting to drink was a huge switch because after a bunch i felt confident enough to just walk up to people and start socializing with random people, which to me was unimaginable normally. Meet a cool guy, he introduced me to rest of group, some partying, met my first girlfriend through this group. Slowly learning to function with friends without being drunk, and it helped a ton

But the biggest help had to be moving out. Moving out, as rough as it was, forced me to exist on my own which is something i should have had to do for a long time. Like when i started, i was fucking pathetic.
Come home from grocery store, want to make simplest pasta with meat pack. Dont know how to cook fucking pasta. Google? Youtube? nah, call mom for help how to cook pasta. Her response? Oh no poor baby, sit tight im coming. And she would legit drive to my new apartment to cook pasta for me. After like... 4 months of this? i felt so fucking sad about myself, like i was fucking disabled or something. My toilet is clogged, oh nooo better call mom for help. Ask her what to do, instead she drives to my house to use the plunger for 10 seconds, then leaves. So yeah about 4 months of this, and i felt so retarded, thats when i went to therapy. Among first things therapist told me was that i need to try exist on my own. So i was forced to learn. That was lifechangin good