Acrotomophilia (from the Greek ákron [extremity], tómos [a cut] and philía [love]), refers to a paraphilia in which an individual expresses strong sexual interest in amputees. It is a counterpart to apotemnophilia, the sexual interest in being an amputee.
It is important to distinguish between whether you'd like to be the amputee or the one sexually attracted to the amputee. In many ways it is typical of the Greeks to supply the decent linguistic root of the kinky Graeco-Romanti-Tragedy that is Acrotomophilia. Whether you enjoy a little English Patient on your icecream-eating Pre-menstrual Mental Health Day, or you'd like to woo girl of your dreams with a 3 hour long make-out session to a very long war drama, you could be an Acrotomophiliac chasing some soft porn. Warning for those who aren't really into that type of thing, be wary of Greeks supplying you with giant wooden dildos left at your portcullis- they could be out to pillage and rape (in that order, because Acrotomophiliacs think it's sexier that way).
This particular fetish is topical at the moment, because the Pussy Posse (AKA the Comedy Girl Guides) discussed this very issue in our latest podcast episode (Episode 4 - Happy Mental Health Day). Whilst the story was specifically about a crazy wench who wanted to bleach-blind herself, Jasmine decided to go all out and describe some movie in which some chick stalked crash site victims in order to have sex. As if car crashes weren't traumatic enough. How on earth are you supposed to say your safe word when you have an airbag in your face??
For those who are stumped by this, you might as well join the amputee club.
The real tragedy here is that, with such random acts of amputation (like in car crashes), the probability of an apotemnophiliac being in the accident must be quite slim. Many of us believe that we will find 'the one', that there is a nut for our bolt, an input for our output, a prosthesis for our limb, but in reality those victims might not even LIKE sex right after their vehicle smashes into a tree. Weird I know. The only consolation is, the likelihood of them being too drunk to care is probably quite high.
I'm going to err on the side of disgusting now and suggest that for some, amputation severs a purpose. There is a place for everything, and everything in its place. Whether you're an out-hole or an in-hole, you too can find completeness. Some one will love you and everything you can achieve with your phantom limb.
If you would like to manifest this in your life, I would recommend spending a good deal of time on a 20th century battlefield. You definitely want to be living in the age of antibiotics so the likelihood of your amputee surviving is much higher. Then, I would suggest you care for your amputee and try to win his/her love and respect. The more angelic you are like, the better. When healed, carry on as usual. Perhaps at some stage, apply a soothing balm to his/her wounds. Remember, they have to survive the ordeal.
Happy hunting paraphiles.
E. McCruel
This particular fetish is topical at the moment, because the Pussy Posse (AKA the Comedy Girl Guides) discussed this very issue in our latest podcast episode (Episode 4 - Happy Mental Health Day). Whilst the story was specifically about a crazy wench who wanted to bleach-blind herself, Jasmine decided to go all out and describe some movie in which some chick stalked crash site victims in order to have sex. As if car crashes weren't traumatic enough. How on earth are you supposed to say your safe word when you have an airbag in your face??
For those who are stumped by this, you might as well join the amputee club.
The real tragedy here is that, with such random acts of amputation (like in car crashes), the probability of an apotemnophiliac being in the accident must be quite slim. Many of us believe that we will find 'the one', that there is a nut for our bolt, an input for our output, a prosthesis for our limb, but in reality those victims might not even LIKE sex right after their vehicle smashes into a tree. Weird I know. The only consolation is, the likelihood of them being too drunk to care is probably quite high.
I'm going to err on the side of disgusting now and suggest that for some, amputation severs a purpose. There is a place for everything, and everything in its place. Whether you're an out-hole or an in-hole, you too can find completeness. Some one will love you and everything you can achieve with your phantom limb.
If you would like to manifest this in your life, I would recommend spending a good deal of time on a 20th century battlefield. You definitely want to be living in the age of antibiotics so the likelihood of your amputee surviving is much higher. Then, I would suggest you care for your amputee and try to win his/her love and respect. The more angelic you are like, the better. When healed, carry on as usual. Perhaps at some stage, apply a soothing balm to his/her wounds. Remember, they have to survive the ordeal.
Happy hunting paraphiles.
E. McCruel
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