I will never substitute my fetish.
Over the past couple years I have discovered that I have a cake fetish. (And no, I really don't like cake farts. Thats usually the first thing people ask me).
One night I came home from the bar, quite intoxicated, and very horny. I really felt like masturbating while wiping cake all over my face and body. Unfortunately I didn't have any cake in the house. But when I looked in my fridge I realized that I had a bowl of pudding, and in my drunken state I grabbed it and thought "this will do!"
I went back into my room, rubbed pudding all over my face and boobs...and then I accidentally kicked the bowl of pudding pretty much all over my room. The pudding didn't have the texture I like about cake...it started to melt and became watery. I felt the need to shower almost immediately (I didn't even feel any urge to masturbate at all). I almost passed out in the shower but my only motivation to get out was to clean up the mess before my neat freak roomate noticed.
That was the night I discovered that I do not have a pudding fetish.
That is also the night I decided to majorly cut back on drinking.
Cake sex is awesome!