The fetishes about benign discomforts always get me. Like, sure, yeah, okay, the extreme feelings potentially attached to being ripped apart by a werewolf or whatever can be reinterpreted as erotic, cool, no big deal, but these stories about getting off by wearing a sweater that is too warm and itchy are just... like, you can do that any old time. Fantasizing about the details of that instead of just getting some cheap shitty wool and getting your own uncomfortable sweater is just delightfully baffling to me.