I've told a total of four different girls. The first was a girl I'd been seeing for about a month. I casually brought up that I once saw a girl fucking a dog on Omegle. She asked if I skipped past it and I said, mostly, yeah. She didn't have a strong negative reaction. A few days later I figured I'd give it a go. I confessed my kink to her. It went about as badly as you'd imagine. She told me I was fucked up. That I needed therapy. She looked at me like I was a monster and compared it to pedophilia. She left and blocked me and I never heard from her again. I felt terrible for about a month. Like I really was a monster.
I guess I didn't learn my lesson because I found myself with a tinder hookup from out of state while traveling for work. Now, I knew this girl was REALLY kinky. She showed me pictures of herself in suspension bondage and all sorts of wild shit. I figured I'd tell her. Again, I was drunk and didn't have much to lose. She actually admitted she'd let her dog eat her pussy when she was younger! She was very embarrassed, but it was a really cool moment we shared. She'd never told anyone before.
The third girl was a sub of mine for awhile. I told her not long after meeting her. She had a big, intact pitbull and I couldn't help but wonder. In case you were wondering, yes, I was drunk again. She wasn't into it herself, but thought it was hot that I was. She'd tease me by sending me pics of her dog on her back while she was naked. This girl would do just about anything I'd ask her to, but I felt guilty about asking her to fuck her dog because I really wasn't that interested in her, personally. I just was enjoying the sex.
The last girl was my long term ex. We'd been apart for a few months and ended up hooking up after going to a wedding together. Of course, I was drinking. I sort of blurted it out. She's the only one out of all these girls that I know has my best interest in mind. The only one that actually cares about me. She wasn't cool with it. She also told me that I needed help. That it wasn't ok. She was pretty grossed out, but still had sex withe after, so I'm not sure how bad it was. We haven't talked about it since, but still see each other sometimes.
Overall, it wasn't all bad, but the negative reactions REALLY hurt. I'm stupid and I can't help myself from talking about because of how badly I want it. I'll probably end up doing it again some day soon. Maybe one day it'll work out, or maybe I'll just keep screwing myself over. I'd recommend knowing the person that you're telling. Bring it up in a non direct way first. At the end of the day, if it's a part of who you are, your partner should love you regardless. That being said, not everyone will accept you for this. Be cautious and be ready to lose the person you tell.