I have fantasies related to my autozoophilia, but they’re not strictly sexual. It’s more just imagining myself as a crocodilian/turning into one, but there’s nothing much I could really do with that that’s sexual. (As far as I’m aware, anyway.) For the second part, as I tend to say, the only way I would have sex is if I were turned into a critically endangered species and entered into a breeding program. Would I still be repulsed? Probably. But at least I’d be doing something good for the planet. An extra tidbit is that my sex-repulsion mostly comes from the fact that I’m caracal-kin, and if you’re a biology nerd like I am you know that felines have barbed penises and the screams female cats make are of pain, not pleasure. I have this semi-delusion that human penises are the same way, so every time I think about sex it’s associated with the thought of severe pain.