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TIFU because my GF (18 F) found videos of a girl calling me a “good boy “

I (19 M) didn’t even know I was into stuff like that until it showed up on my feed.

I was scrolling through TikTok and some girl on my for you page made a video where she was saying stuff like “who’s a good boy , are you a good boy “

Something Inside me really liked the sound of that, I know it’s weird , I’m not proud of it but I can’t help it but like it.

I went on her page and watched a few more where she saying stuff like

“That’s my good boy, just like that sweetie”

She was talking in like a voice you use when talking to a puppy and i immediately folded. That’s my weakness.

I saved a bunch of those videos , just to hear the words. I love my GF but idk how I can tell her I’m into stuff like this, I don’t wanna weird her out.

Anyways today she was over and she knows my phone password and she said she wanted to check something so just gave her my phone. What she wanted to check was a few pictures I took of us the day prior.

The videos were not in the hidden folder and saw a bunch of videos with girls in them so she started watching them. Let me tell you my heart dropped when I heard the audio.

She asked why I had that saved and I explained the situation.

She straight up walked out and said she wants some time to think and asked me not to call her.

TL;DR: gf found my kink and I’m in deep trouble 😭

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