Fetish memories

[Nylon macs]

And to feel the rainwear on your body rustling as you move or try to move as it in prisons you and holds you tightly

[plasticpacamac]

My fetish for plastic macs came from being bought a plastic pacamac by my mother when aged 10 and made to wear it at all times except for school when my expensive regulation school gabardine raincoat had to be worn up to avge 18. By then I had long discovered the other things one could do in a plastic mac!
My much later fetish for plastic pants came from being first forced to wear them by an assertive younger guy when well into my 60s. He did it by restraining me in disposable nappies under my nightshirt till I was forced to wet myself then adding plastic pants to prevent my wetting the bed and finally throwing out all my textile underpants and replacing them with plastic pants. I'm now addicted to the feel of plastic next to my skin and am well on the way to wearing them full time.

[razo]

I already had funny feelings from vinyl pool toys since I was little so when my parents bought me a vinyl raincoat to wear to school I was self concious and refused to wear it. Being surrounded by extremely soft and sweet smelling vinyl did funny things to me.
I would get punished and would be forced to wear it to school sometimes even on days when it wasn't raining.

[Taurus]

For me it started at an age around 5 when I got an orange PVC raincoat. I loved the smooth texture of it, it was very similar to the material of our inflatable swimming pool. As a child I already fantasized about clothes made of PVC and rubber while I had never heard of a fetish or something like that because I was simply too young for that. Later I got similar coats but of course larger as I grew. I am very happy that similar jackets in adult sizes can still be found and I bought a yellow one on Vinted which I still love.

[Nylon macs]

The hood placed over you face is such an amazing touch.. I am so turned on thinking about that helpless, fantastic feeling

Its amazing how it makes you feel just haveing one placed over your face when your all tied up helpless and you can't do a thing about it .you just watch it go in and out as you start to slowly suffocate.
But enjoying every minute of it as you know your going to be ok .

[plasticlover1]

As a kid , don’t remember why discovered black pvc bin bags , and the pleasures found from rubbing against , ever since plastics, pvc, vinyl and patent shiny materials I had a interest in developed into a clothing and plastics fetish

Hi shiypvc i used to have a thing for plastic carrier bags

[Cherie]

I have no idea how it all started for me, except I was a bed wetter at an early age, so most likely introduced to plastic pants and sheets, but I don’t remember. I do recall the attraction of plastic and being embarrassed. I was not made to wear a plastic raincoat, or given any shiny clothes to wear. I had no hand me downs and no sisters. I just recall a strong affinity for clothes made of shiny PVC or plastic and that was only ever raincoats or baby pants. I don’t like bin bags or carrier bags, although I tried to get into carrier bags that were plain (figuratively not actually get into) but just did nothing for me. Trouble was, I couldn’t speak to girls wearing plastic macs because I thought the whole world would know I was weird and somehow was only after them because of their mac (which probably was true to some degree). No older people forced my desires on me that I recall.

Cherie x

[Rainworshipper]

When I was 5 years old, I got a shiny vinyl raincoat, with a wonderful vinyl smell and odor, the material was rustling and crackling, and the shine and noise and odor of the material (70s vinyl) of that raincoat turned me on, and when I started to go to ground ground school in 1972, lots of boys and girls had shiny raincoats, like I had. That even enhanced my fetish for girls and ladies shiny vinyl raincoats. Btw, I don’t get turned on by other shiny vinyl materials, just shiny vinyl raincoats, and just when girls or ladies are wearing them.

Very similar to my early experience.