Struggle (Prolouge)
Killing us then skinning us for our fur. disgusting. after about a year of these atrocities, someone, had finally gotten fed up with it. his name was bradley, and he is the fur that fought back.
Becoming A Fur
And then i realised, "bloody hell, i'm a fur".
The Fat Fur Flu (pt. 2)
This helped in everydaywork so much, that they even built a site to where all furs could enjoy being furs. and, that is our current time. i'm steve the obese warthog, and i hope you enjoyed the story, folks.
Fur Story: Book I: The Rise - Part I
The humans couldn't care less about the death of any fur, it's just written off and no one cares. no one except for the other furs. myself being of raccoon decent, and jack being of leopard, we have to stick together.
Lament of the Hunted
My fur is your sin my blade - retribution your lust is offense and your death - absolution. (-(-"-)
Free-dumb...
Free-dumb... Shadows look like you as memories turn I look into the remains, watching worthwhile moments burn Rage takes me to a quiet corner to find my mind Among the clearly dark, I pull out past actions, all unkind The mountains...
unknown pleasurs (ch.1)
"teeth," he opens his mouth "nose," "fur," "come on, you gotta brush your...," i grummble."there, go," i reply. "okay, babe, watch for me at lunch, don't be stupid," jack retorts. "and you," he says picking jesse up.
unknown pleasurs (ch.1)
"teeth," he opens his mouth "nose," "fur," "come on, you gotta brush your...," i grummble."there, go," i reply. "okay, babe, watch for me at lunch, don't be stupid," jack retorts. "and you," he says picking jesse up.
Finding Sanity. Chapter 1
Her dark brown fur shining in the light. her olive green eyes and elegant silk fur were enough to drive any male crazy, which is the reason she was in here. apparently promiscuity is a reason to be claimed mentally incompetent too. "how do you know?"
Furs and feathers
The emus formed a football team Up the field far away; Their dark-brown sweaters were smooth as cream But kangaroos would sit and scream To watch them play. 'butterfingers,' they would call, And suck-like names; The emus couldn't hold the ball...
A furry world - Part 13
By the time we were done candy had returned with sarah who was wearing a straw hat with holes for hir ears and hir fur was covered in dirt "lupus, laika your back and here i was hoping to have a shower before you got here" shi said looking at the earth stained
Growth
#2 of vignettes this is an erotic sonnet in iambic pentameter with fat fur or classic fat fetish themes with a gay male subtext. this poem is a vignette that features the unrequited desires of an eager chaser and the chub of his dreams.