A pervert's reboot

As I sit here looking at FetLife, I am glad this site was created. I know there are many who are into their fetish and other activities either as a full part of their life or a small part for whatever reason. How does your fetish make you feel? Is it a release, an life enhancement or simply a diversion from other things? How ling has your fetish been a part of your life? Do you know when it became apparent to you that this fetish was something you would have with you for life? Have you ever tried to run from it only to come back to it, clinging to it for warmth, comfort and support. Do you ever feel changed by it, for better or for worse?

What does your fetish do to you? Does it make you more insatiable, does it transform you into someone else? Leather is my weakness, on so many levels I want to give in to it even when I know I can't and I shouldn't. I find myself talking dirty to myself in the mirror wanting to touch myself and when I touch myself. "You dirty slut! Look at you, you will do anything for this fabric won't you?" I say breathlessly as I find myself panting out in satisfaction, yet giving in again to leather. It truly transforms me, I feel like it is my armor that makes me powerful, yet weak. Why does leather do this to me? As I write, I think about my pictures both new and old and think about this kinky creature that leather turns me into and I yearn to go to that place where I can be transformed by the power of my leather armor.