The final emetophile in Stoller’s article was another bisexual woman who’d been writing to him for several years about her history of erotic vomiting. Given an abusive episode like this with an adult male whose “disciplinary” intentions were questionable, combined with her incipient sexuality as a young girl, perhaps it’s not too surprising that the woman’s primary masturbation fantasy now centered on being an executioner at a men’s prison and vomiting while she watched some imaginary inmate (who’d raped and killed a child) twitching in death. She said she could feel his penis against her stomach and began to vomit … The accompanying orgasm, during the vomiting episode, was the most intense sensation she ever experienced. … placed her across his lap and spanked her very hard. “She was caught by her stepfather,” the report states: In the second case reported by Stoller, the woman believed that her emetophilia was related to an unsettling incident that occurred when she was eleven years old. “You make me so hot I’m going to throw up,” is not exactly standard pillow talk, after all.) (It also can’t be very good for your self-esteem to induce vomiting in your partner while undressing or receiving oral sex. Their pleasure, after all, must surely have wilted upon this bizarre experience, their stomachs returning the favor with a hasty vacating of their own. But while these “volcanic” episodes, as Stoller describes them, might have delivered mind-blowing climaxes for her, it’s hard not to feel sorry for her (presumably) unsuspecting partners. It’s something I’ve done all my life, but it didn’t really become pleasurable until after I had my first baby.Įrotic vomiting came quite naturally to her, with her volatile stomach being easily triggered by any type of intense emotions-including strong sexual stimulation.
I don’t put needles in my arm because I get those sensations and much more from simple vomiting … I enjoy vomiting. “When I begin to vomit, I get a rush,” she told Stoller: But this woman’s frequent “dumping,” as she called it, seemed to offer her a euphoria comparable to intense psychotropic bliss. “Labeling her a vomiter implies that she feels the symptom to be part of her identity,” explains the author, “not just an occasional experience.” As anyone who has ever hugged a toilet after being stricken by the flu, made the mistake of eating a lukewarm hotdog in a rural gas station, or imbibed too much vodka will know all too well, the act of vomiting-at least, the immediate aftermath-can be immensely relieving. The first vomiter was bisexual and in her forties.
In his stomach-turning paper, Stoller described the cases of three supposed emetophiles, all of whom, interestingly enough, were women. At least, that’s according to the psychiatrist Robert Stoller, whose 1982 article on the subject remains the only published scientific account on record. To the contrary, emetophilia seems to be a very unusual, but also very real, paraphilia. And it’s not just a sort of one-off, dubiously kinky act (what’s known in the circus world of extreme porn as-and apologies in advance to Romans- “Roman showers”). Yet when it comes to human sexuality, subjectivity is the most critical ingredient in the alchemy of arousal, and there are rare individuals, believe it or not, whose most intense desires involve the gratuitous expunging of their own or others’ intestines. Orgasms and barfing are strange bedfellows, even natural enemies, you might say. “Erotic” and “vomiting” are not words that appear together often-and fortunately so, for most of us.
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