So I'm sure most of you, just like I have been enjoying this fetish for quite some years. For me it started, seeing firestar get knocked out on the "spiderman and his amazing fiends" cartoon in the early '80s and continued on from there and on.

But I've been curious as to why we like this? Is there a characteristic we all have in common? Were we bullied at school, were we insecure as kids, never good with women? Just blurting stuff out.

What makes a knocked out woman, be it drawn in a cartoon or tv a sexual thing for us?

I never was bullied, was pretty insecure as a kid, raised by my mom alone, so a pretty feminine childhood maybe haha. Wasn't good witness women until I turned 18. But used to dream and fantasize about rescuing the girls and teachers i had crushes on since i was 5 or 6, even if they were not knocked out.

So maybe it has something to do in that area. Is it that we like to be the hero? Is it that we like to be more powerful then powerful women?

I'd love to hear your 2 cents on this. For me a scene is always better if a scene shows:
A powerful heroine or a confident woman
I can see her facial expressions as she goes under
Her face and body are very beautiful
She is not covered in blood or whatever, meaning her beauty stays in tact
She goed under immediately and instantly like witness a faint, injection, head ko or my personal favorite sleeping gas
The scene or panel illustrates she is totally limp and helpless

In Addition to that a scene for me has never been about groping or doing stuff to the girl while she is out. Note that there is no judgements to you fans that do :)


What does this tell us? If somebody wants to go deep and go psycho babbel with me, I look forward to it

Wow, this is one topic! Quite strange no-one answered your post...
Some poll would be a great help perhaps.
But it seems that only a small dozen of people react on this site (a shame!)...

Of course, I've many times asked myself this question.
And after all these years, I still can't answer it.

Still, I'm sure there are some hints to understand it, like the ones you mentioned: being raised by women (or a mom mainly), feeling insecure with girls as a teen, but I'm sure some guys had a similar childhood and didn't develop the fetish...
What about other fetishes too ? How come some guys get aroused by smoking girls, or where does the foot-fetish come from ?...

Surely it would be interesting to chat this with a specialised shrink, just out of curiosity...

As I said in another post, fetishes are mysterious, simply as the human brain is I guess. Perhaps a very short moment in a child's life can make everything turn strange for the rest of his life...

One thing I've noticed still. As I chatted the topic with some (very rare) girls or women who enjoy our fetish or bondage, I noticed the ones who appreciate it are frequently well balanced and "strong" women. So, very probably, there's a link between what we are in real life and what we fantasize about, which is obviously opposite... We all know this cliche where "strong" guys, like Ministers or Industry tycoons enjoy to dress as teddy bears and get spanked...And Madonna enjoys bondage.
I used to be a very shy boy, with little success with girls... So it's easy to make the shortcut about dominating and seducing girls in my fantasies.

But one thing is interesting to note: this situation has changed as I grew old, and now I'm quite sucessful with them, BUT the fetish still remains...

Thanks for your reply :) I was surprised as well, nobody was picking up on the topic :)

There is definitely some truth to what you were saying with regards to the powerful women. Not too long ago I had some drinks with our neighbor friends (couple). We were talking about how the adult industry changed with sites like youporn and redtube and he then mentioned that his girlfriend was usually on their to look up domination/bondage vids, almost to the extend of choking. She was sitting at the same table and felt incredibly embarrassed lol. She's a pretty successful lawyer. And this story amongst some others definitely confirm that dominative and powerful women are into feeling helpless sometimes too.

I didn't have the guts to tell them at that time, what I was into.

I know there are some girls on this website, I'd love to hear from them what is arousing about this sleepy phenomenon to them.

Thnx again for your reply MP. Let's hope this thread develops some more!

Wow . . . you guys are scratching deep beneath the surface . . .and I'm lovin it! I said in a previous post that when I was only 5 or so, lying on the living room floor, as my father read the newspaper, and my mother rocked my 1 year old brother to sleep, with pencil and paper in hand I slowly, and carefully sketched a picture of Wonder Woman (from memory . . . I had no comic book to trace) and I felt warm all over inside as I drew this picture, like I was falling in love with my picture. I've been in love with Wonder Woman ever since . . . I can even remember asking my mother to read a whole Wonder Woman episode to me before I could even read myself and she did. Could a 5 year old already feel insecure or bullied?? It would suprise me if he/she could at that early age. It is obviously true that we are only a small sub-group and the vast majority do not have this fantasy . . . if it was a fourth or a third of the population comic books would be 20 times more successful than they already are (just think, they have lasted 70 years, and are still going strong, though they are supported by only a small fraction of the population). Monsieur Paul is a precious gift to all of us, not only because his art is so delicious, but because he is a deep thinker and everytime he makes a post it is very special . . . MP, I particularly like the word you used -- "Mysterious" --- I think that is very informative . . . this fantasy of ours is mysterious . . . of course a lot of things in life are, but we're not talking about a lot of things, only this one special thing which is so important to a just a few of us. For me it is important that the heroine be superpowered . . . ordinary girls getting gassed, clubbed or KO'd simply do not arouse me the way Wonder Woman or Spiderwoman do. Like M P I have been quite successful with girls ever since early high school, so it's not like I'm compensating for a lack in my life of some sort. I don't know why I have it, but I just do. And late in my life I discovered this wonderful community and was thrilled to find out that others shared this special fantasy thing with me. What a joy to meet and talk to all you guys. Even if we can't really explain it, we can let loose and allow ourselves to enjoy it and not feel guilty about it. As I've said many times, let loose and enjoy yourselves, it is not what goes into a man that defiles him but what comes out of him. Have fun!!

Interesting question indeed.
Your theory could be right, men probably enjoy having fantasies about ladies in peril and women could like to feel weaker.
I've noticed you guys said you like to see s strong woman in distress or uncoscious, but that's not my point of view. I just like watching a woman getting koed, it doesn't matter if she's a superheroine or a housewife; but like bobko said, i don't feel the desire to have sex with an unconscious woman.
My childhood was pretty common; both my father and my mother took care of me, I was actually bullied during junior high, but fortunately I became 10 cm taller and it just stopped. Anyway I was and I still am shy with the ladies, that's probably why I'd like to knockout every nice looking girl I see!

Interesting pieces guys,

keep 'm coming :)

All your comments are very interesting to me. I have become familiar with your names and when I see your name I make a poing to read what you have to say about the pics here and on other sites also.

I've had this fetish ever since early childhood as I recall about age 6 it seems.
My first memory of this was at the movies watching the old cliffhanger serials. Yes this is dating me. (Wonder Woman, Batman, and Superman are about the same age as I) In virtually all of these serials the heroine was involved in the action and quite often would get knocked unconscious at the end of the 15 minute chapter in a burning building or runaway car headed toward a cliff, etc. That would be the cliffhanger and we had to wait till next Saturday night at the movies to see how she and the hero got out of danger and the story would continue.
The first heroine in the comics I got interested in was Wonder Woman and I noticed for some reason it got very interesting when she would get knocked out cold as she has done so much. Later I discovered Sheena and all the other jungle girls. They would get knocked out a lot in their stories

Over the years I never mentioned my knockout fetish to anyone and I always wondered if I was the only male who enjoyed this. I never heard any of boys at school mention it so neither did I.

I was a very shy child growing up and did not date girls in high school. I was afraid of them and practically never talked to them. Don't have any idea if this is related to my knockout fetish or not. My parents always were good providers and always cared for me well.

As a 7th grader I got very interested one of the teachers. She was my 4th grade teacher and I like her and thought she was pretty. She still worked there when I became a 7th grader and I began to observe she had a very nice figure. She was about 30 yrs old and really looked good in a tight dress. In my fantasies she became a superheroine and I mentally would dress her in a short cheerleaders skirt.
One of my main fantasies I would have about her was she would get into a fight with a villain in a burning building and after trading several punches he would land a good hard right to her chin and knock her out cold. Then of course he would run away and leave her unconscious in the burning building. In my fantasy I would pretend I was watching this on a movie screen. I would see the flames, then see her lying out cold, then cut to a scene from the outside, a wide shot showing the whole building in flames, then cut back to her, maybe a close up of her face, then a closeup or her legs and on and on.......... you get the idea.

I doubt if this has enlightened anyone about why or how we got this fetish but I'm just sharing some of my fetish and fantasies.........

OK, now it's someone else's turn..........

Hmmm, well here goes with my 2 cents worth: don't know when it actually started but by the time I was reading Vampirella comics in the late 60's and early 70's i was well on the way toward appreciating a babes hot body in peril. I remember seeing Barbarella in Famous Monsters of Film Land and almost busting a gut with arousal. That would have been when I was 13 or 14 y/o. By the time I was married in the mid 80's I was shocked when watching old batman episodes with bat-girl. The peril...loved it. Loved seeing a heroine's body at the mercy of some approaching danger. Never wanted to see her harmed, but did get a thrill watching her fearful, shocked look as the danger slowly drew closer. Parallel with that was an appreciation of a heroine's outfit. The 60's got me interested in fetching, sexy outfits. Some of the matt helm movies did it for me. Also started reading Modesty Blaise. That sent me into regular heart attack mode. Share similar developmental stages with everyone here: low confidence, a loner, not popular in school. Appreciated feminine beauty, just didn't know how to approach them.

Hey Guys, I have really enjoyed reading all your stories, and im glad that I have finally found a place where I feel comfortable posting about my fetish. Anyway, for me everything started with my mother, and I know that sounds weird, but I feel confident in telling you guys. So when I was about 7 years old, I was living with my single mom, since my dad had left when I was around 2 (im currently 19 by the way). So one day after school, I was playing in the living room, and my mom was making the bed in her room. All of a sudden I heard an "Augh" sound, and a thud. I walked into the room and my mom was out cold. Obviously I freaked out and called my Aunt, who in turn called 911. I remember that even at that age, I could not stop looking at her while waiting for help. The image I remember is of her laying on the wooden floor, on her back. She was wearing some kind of short sleeved shirt, pants and socks. Anyway, the doctor soon diagnosed her with "Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome (POTS)" which is pretty much chronic fainting due to change in the bodies nervous system. The doctor told her that it might happen on occasion, but its not a serious condition. She later explained this to me so that I would not panic and call 911 each time. Well that should have been the end of it but I guess this is the precise point where my fetish kicked in, because I started dreaming about it, almost the same night. And I guess thats where my second fetish kicked in, because I started regretting the fact that my mom had socks on when she fainted. And all I could think of was how it would have looked if she wasn't wearing any socks when she was out. Anyway, just like the doctor said about 2 months later my mom fainted again. This time she was in the living room, and thudded hard on the wood floor, making me come out from under the table where I was playing. This time she was wearing a shirt, pants that went down to her ankles, and socks again. And yes that was the first time I remember getting aroused, and yes it was from my mom, who I have absolutely no other sexual feelings for, and yes its embarrassing to talk about, so I hope you guys will go easy on me. Anyway back to what happened. I sat there looking at her for a long time. I remember her head was tilted back, I cant remember if her mouth was open but I assume it was. But of course the thing that kept pulling my focus were her feet. After about 5 minutes, I finally overcame my fear, and sat down next to her. After another 2 or 3 minutes, I realized that I would regret it forever if I did not try, so shaking with fear I reached out and slowly started pulling her socks off. I remember looking at her face every time I gave a tug, to make sure she wasn't waking up. I can tell you guys I have never been so scared in my life, after all what would I have said if she had woken up. Anyway after about another minute, I finally got them off, and her feet lay exposed. And that's all I did, I didn't know what else to do so I just sat there and looked at her. After a while she started waking up, so I panicked and did a really stupid thing, I got up and ran to my room leaving her socks right next to her. Yeah I was that stupid. Later that day when we were walking the dog, she asked me if I had seen her faint. I said yes. And I remember the next part very clearly. She asked me "Was I barefoot when I fainted"? I remember going crazy in my head when I heard her say the word "Barefoot". And I got so distracted that I said "No" and then quickly followed up with "Why"? She then told me that it was nothing and that the dog must have pulled her socks off while she was fainted. Anyway that's that, my mom actually fainted many more times throughout my childhood, I never took her socks off again, just in case, instead I had to hope and get lucky that she would be barefoot when she fainted. Sadly that didn't happen that often. However when I got older she asked me to start carrying her to the couch when she fainted, and I was quite okay with that. I would like to tell you guys my favorite memory of all this if you don't mind. Not that long ago when I was around 15, and my fetishes were all pretty much fully developed. My mom and I were both in the living room, she was standing by the bookcase and I was on the couch. She was wearing her Sunday clothes, which was a white shirt, jeans, and she was actually barefoot this time. All of a sudden she moaned (im serious), I thought she had read something weird in one of the books. I looked at her and right as I looked at her, she went completely limp, I had never seen this happen ever. First her arms went down and hung, then her head went up, and her eyes were already closed. Her mouth opened and she crumpled, literally, she just folded and fell on her back. Her head stayed slightly to the side and tilted and her arms and legs just fell straight. I was at her side in a second and I can tell you guys, I have never studied something so closely in my life, thats all I could do was just stare. And I think I realized why I like unconscious girls with bare feet so much. Because when I was looking at my mom, nothing seemed as limp and indicative of her complete unconsciousness, as her feet. Especially her toes. I eventually carried her to the couch, and that almost gave me a heart attack, seeing her bare feet dangle. Anyway guys, hope you weren't too weirded out. So those are my fetishes, Obviously a sleepy fetish, and also a foot fetish, but the other one im not sure of. Its not that im in any way attracted to my mom, but just hearing stories of where someones mom is unconscious in front of them, always blows my "mind". So let me know what you think guys. Personally I have never ever found anything for my combined fetish online, I have written some fiction online, and asked for some pictures from Deviant art. But I have never found any mention of this fetish. For all I know, im probably the only one. Anyway, thanks for reading this guys, and putting up with my weirdness. Maybe one day I'll find something online somewhere.

Your comments are very interesting, Sweedonweed. I have never heard of this fantasy as you describe here with your Mom's feet. But I would guess in our diverse population there are lots of fetishes that most of us have never heard of until someone discloses them to us. And most of us probably never disclose them until we feel comfortable with the people to whom we are discussing it. And this website has probably been that outlet for a lot of us.

Your Mom must be a rather petite woman if she asked you to carry her to the couch next time she fainted. I am a great fan of carrying as many of us here probably are, that is seeing unconscious superheroines being carried away by the villain.

When you mentioned carrying your unconscious Mom, I thought, "uh oh, where are we going with this? But you did not mention any type of turn on from carrying her. Apparently your only fetish with her was a fascination of her bare feet.

I have enjoyed all your comments about our fetishes. And I think most of us who have participated in this discussion have enjoyed it. Frankly I find it to be somehat educational and maybe we all feel a little relieved that we are not the only fish in this pond.