The Blanket — Introduction
#1 of The Blanket
((I give zero shits if you read my 500 word rant broh, go ahead n skip it if you don't care))
Too much incest fiction is smut based. All incest fiction I've ever read has been smut based and I struggled to find a piece of fiction in this niche that is not. I have not found one, especially for furs, that suits the needs of someone who doesn't want to constantly read about sex all the time. I'm creating The Blanket in response to this need for something clean yet unwholesome, something taboo yet innocent.
We allow the characters in our stories to become mere sexual objects, things that can fuck or be fucked and only revolve around those two actions. Occasionally a story will actively involve emotions but the characters at their base and creation remain sexual objects. We get so caught up in writing smut that we forget to create art. I love art. I wish there was more fiction in this niche that I'd willingly dub art but sadly I haven't found a single one. I crack open an ePub I download and within the first few pages it all goes to shit.
I'm not high and mighty, I'm not better-than-you. I'm simply stating something I've noticed and I'm stating the way I feel about it. I'm stating that i felt I could try to appease this need with something better than smut, something romantic and real. Something artistic.
We let our characters, especially our cubs and shotas and teens, turn into sexual objects as well and forget that they're just damn kids. Like, do you remember being thirteen? Do you remember what it was like to experiment with others, to not really know what you're doing? To have your mind slip away to weird places? I don't want this occurrence of sexual objectification to happen to the characters I portray, at least in this story. This story will be written like it was intended for a teenage audience, but geared toward adults. I don't want you to read this with your dick out.
Most of all, the mother and son relationship has been tainted by smut. The mother and son relationship still needs to stand, still needs to be there because its the fundamental attracting point for a lot of people. Mothers in a lot of smut stories end up being two dimensional comfort and milk factories. A mother is a person too, just like her child. Their relationship needs to be a three dimensional thing.
I'll try to keep sex away from this, but I can make no promises. The only promise I can make to you, dear reader, is that this in no way will ever become smut based. I'll treat you the way I want to be treated, giving you a (hopefully) fair, fulfilling reading experience. If I do create sex scenes, they will be in their own separate chapter, entirely skippable.
Without any further ado, ladies and gentlemen I present to you: The Blanket.