Q I have a problem. A key part of it, I’m sure, is that I’m a recovering anorexic who’s still struggling a great deal to eat normal and healthy portions of food. A friend and I have recently become friends with benefits. He lives very far away, so we primarily indulge through IMs. He knows I have issues with food, though he doesn’t know to what extent. Normally, I try to be GGG, even trying out a bit of vore in our role-playing and making it a regular thing since he really enjoys it. Recently, though, he brought up adding pregnancy play to our games, and I’m terrified of trying it. Just the thought of it is a bit triggering to me, and I’m scared that actually trying it will be even more triggering, not to mention my fear that, once we finally get together again physically he’ll want to indulge in pregnancy play with me wearing one of those fake-stomach things.
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A “Where to start?” asks Brian, a straight, married Catholic guy who won the right to give advice in this space at a charity auction. (Yes, yes: writing an advice column is a sacred trust—blah blah what-the-fuck-is-wrong-with-you-Savage blah—and letting some auction winner rummage through my e-mail is a brutal violation of that trust, etc, etc, and I’m a bad, bad man, etc, etc.) “That you’re struggling to eat normally shows that you haven’t fully recovered from your anorexia,” he says. “And that you’re worrying about pregnancy play and its effects on your psyche suggests that you may not really be in the recovery phase yet. Pregnant does not equal fat. I’m not even sure that fake pregnant equals fake fat, but that’s beside the point. While pregnant women can become fat, and fat women can become pregnant, the two have very little to do with each other.”
“If strapping a plastic baby bump under your T-shirt is going to send you back to Starvingtown, USA,” Brian advises, “then you need to address these issues with professional counseling. GGG or not, you are no good to your current FWB, any future ones, or to yourself if you don’t get past this.”
“Either you believe they’re just friends or you don’t. My suspicion is that you feel threatened by this girl. The tone of your letter also implies that if you did pressure him, you believe he’d choose her over you. But maybe not—I really have no way of knowing.”
But I stand corrected: munches are for everyone. I should’ve checked with a regular munch-goer, and someone really ought to punish me for screwing this up.
