This begs the question:
what are your fetishes and are they as sick and twisted as mine?
( lucosade is counting down the minutes until, Tue 27 Mar 2012, 11:34, 1 reply)

Well, I have been thrown off several fetish panels at various conventions.
The most harmless one was during a description of the loli/moe/"girls in bloom" phenomenon; I gave the briefest explanation I could by growling out, "because we like to look at the little girls!" The room fell silent for a few moments, followed by a "moving right along" comment from the host and a whispered "you realize you can't come back to this panel" from an adjacent friend.

Another one involved the display of a catgirl illustration, but with the seifuku-clad subject snacking on a freshly-caught mouse. "Wha'dya expect: she's part cat!" was my response to the cries of horror and disgust.

There was Dr. Slump and fecal fetishism, which I made especially repellent by snacking on some strawberry ice cream brought to the panel for that specific segment. I'm guessing it was the very real fear the organizers were losing control of their panel which results in suspensions and bans, although once it was explained as, "we didn't think the audience really understood how far things could be taken."

I also made a group of tentacle porn fiends run screaming from a room with a brief console game demo, but that wasn't really part of my fetish panel experience. I can imagine it contributed to my pariah status for certain conventions.
( Felis Concolor, Tue 27 Mar 2012, 21:38, closed)