I can trace my own fetish for female belly buttons back to a single incident when I was 3 years old. I was potty training at the time, and sitting on the toilet with my mother sitting on the edge of the tub next to me, waiting to do the "training" part should I fail my "wipe test" (LOL, sorry if this is TMI for some of you). I was looking at the pictures in some department store catalog or flier and asking my mom about the various products and clothes. When I got to the swimwear section, I noticed that many of the women's bathing suits in the catalog looked nothing like the bathing suits my mom would wear when we went to the pool. That was the first time I saw a bikini, and I was naturally curious and asked my mom why *her swimsuits didn't look like that. My mom explained that those were two-piece bathing suits, and her suits were one-piece. Still not sure what to make of it, I asked her why* she didn't wear two-piece bathing suits like the women in the catalog. My mom, who's always been heavy, chuckled and said the following words which more than likely directly led to my fetish:
"Two-piece bathing suits are for *skinny ladies, to let their **belly button** show*."
I can only assume that my 3-year-old brain immediately began wiring a connection between girls' belly buttons and my own sexuality. Maybe I was unknowingly rubbing against the toilet in such a way as to excite myself at the moment she said those words, and I formed a permanent association by accident. Maybe the way she phrased it subconsciously implied that belly buttons are private body parts that should be covered up, and that exposing them was something I should take notice of. Maybe the words just stuck with me and then replayed the memory years later when my sexuality began to more fully develop. I'm honestly not sure exactly how it happened, but I'm sure that was the moment when it *did* happen. When I discovered, *ahem*, how to stimulate myself, it was girls' belly buttons I was thinking about or looking at, and when I hit adolescence and developed a healthy interest in girls, the belly button was where most of my sexual attention went.
It's certainly a bit weird looking back on it like this, but alas, that's just how it is. Glad there's a place like this where I can share something so personal (and possibly taboo) without fear of shame. Cheers!
