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What would you do if you woke up as your fursona?
10 years ago
Stretching and yawning, you rub the sleep from your eyes only to slowly realise your hands are a different colour then you remember. Waking up a bit more, slipping out from the bedsheets (if there are any) you discover more then just your hands, all that you can see is a perfect mirror of your sona. Infact you may even be convinced you are now one and the same.
Any impact this has on your bedroom or environment has also taken effect. If your sona has a different hobby, that hobby now impacts your life. Any locations they have been illustrated or role-played into is in your vicinity. Your ideal balance between the world of your imagination and reality, blending together seamlessly.
The only thing that seems out of place is a digital watch placed beside your head, ticking down from 48 hours. It seems you have free reign for the next two days to do anything you want, after which after sleeping, everything will return to normal.
The above scenario occurs to you after you sleep tonight, without any prior hints or knowledge. How do you think you would react? What do you think you would get upto in those two days? Feel free to comment as briefly or as long as you like. If you think your adventure wouldn't be very PG-13, that's fine too! All thoughts and discussion is welcome (Just put a NSFW at the top).
Any impact this has on your bedroom or environment has also taken effect. If your sona has a different hobby, that hobby now impacts your life. Any locations they have been illustrated or role-played into is in your vicinity. Your ideal balance between the world of your imagination and reality, blending together seamlessly.
The only thing that seems out of place is a digital watch placed beside your head, ticking down from 48 hours. It seems you have free reign for the next two days to do anything you want, after which after sleeping, everything will return to normal.
The above scenario occurs to you after you sleep tonight, without any prior hints or knowledge. How do you think you would react? What do you think you would get upto in those two days? Feel free to comment as briefly or as long as you like. If you think your adventure wouldn't be very PG-13, that's fine too! All thoughts and discussion is welcome (Just put a NSFW at the top).
Lots of masturbation.
I probably wouldnt go out much since seeing a walking talking dog might frighten some people :P
I'd be a hit at conventions though :P
After that, probably adapt to eating with a beak.
I bet you it'd make millions on the world wide web ;)
And by scientists trying to figure out how its possible for an anthropomorphic talking dog to actually exist :P
(The fucking Christian as shit parents, not Christians, I'm one myself)
Afterwards, use those wings and fly around for a while, then anything's game.
I would be the cutest draggy I can be. >u<
love it!
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I'd have a whole lot of sex with this fox right here. Probably close to 60% to 80% of the two days. Other than that, I think I'd just enjoy myself, do what I'd normally do, seeing how me and my fursona do not differ in personality at all.
Do everyone and everything in sight I wouldn't stop until my sac was empty and a crap ton of masturbation
And get a master
...and then realize that the world would actually become a very difficult place to live in because people would be shocked at your form. Like how you see people react in those cheesy, old grayscale monster movies.
BE A HORSEMAN
Turn on the computer camera and start posting stuff on Pornhub, then hitting up the ladies that watch it and are interested in getting closer.
Id basically be a skeleton that can shapeshift into my other forms which would be pretty cool
ngl I'd probably go fuck with my enemies because heyy, being a demon is cool.
And nighttime prowling. As an Umbreon, I'd expect them to be quite good at it, and that'd be a fun experience (providing I don't accidentally make someone think they're being stalked by a pervert or s murderer and freak out, of course).
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and I would probs switch to having a dingle and feel what its like to masturbate
I'd be making friends with my dragon family and then probably going out and ending up like Verge...On some guys bed. But I would probably be inflated to huge muscular size if his sworn brothers
Well shit...
2. Get used to all the new senses, limbs, ect...
3. Figure out a way to pause that watch. :P
I'll be freaking out a little, but then realize that it's actually me.
I will probably head over to
But I think it'll be pretty normal for me, I'll do my NSFW stuff like usual~ x3
Jerk my new dick.
Go find Vergence and plow him.
Profit.
Being an otter, and having written an elaborate backstory that includes many smiles and sighs, I'd hit up any or all of Iffy's haunts I haven't written about in years and see if any of his old ladyfriends are interested in a bounce, which they most likely would be 'cause things are rather fun in Clawfield, CT Where Iffy's from.
Oh and of course
And then proceed about my normal fursona's day.
Let's go down the list shall we?
Flying in the air, and using my powers against: a crooked real estate agent.
Strip bar, probably getting some, if not BEING the tail.
Getting fucked by Bern the Mud Golem.
Getting gang banged by orcs.
Getting literally milked for all my worth by a machine.
Getting double penetrated by a rhino and a horse.
And killing Russian mobsters in a rooster mask.
It would basically be the world's zaniest, most cluttered and convoluted hentai. So many sex scenes, you'd need a FUCKING bookmark! Get it?
My sona has all the same things I do, and I love how freaking cute he is.
Plus he's the hero in my story....
Yea, I think I'd be totally cool with that.
And he's perfectly invincible to everything....
I think I'd go take my weaponized body out for a spin.
probably play with my boobs some
At least before the 'secret agency' hid me like in the movies.
At least then if you get captured, people would already know who you are. :P
I see I'm in a room that isn't mine. A female fox is fast asleep next to me, and she's oddly familiar.
I look at my hands. For some reason I am green. I look at my naked torso. For some reason I am fuzzy. I look in the mirror on the wall on my girlfriend's[?] side of the bed. For some reason I'm a wolf. Kind of. I look like I'm half and half. Half wolf and half husky. And half green, why am I green?
I look at my hands again and see the watch. 47:56:18. It doesn't seem to want to come off.
I look myself in the eyes through the mirror and say it out loud. "I look like my fursona..."
I smile, then I immediately become horrified and pull forward on the waistband of my pants and look down at my nether regions.
"Well... that's not right..." I went to bed with a perfectly normal cock and balls and woke up with neither of those three things, finding instead a vagina smiling back at me.
I make eye contact with myself again. "I am my fursona!"
I faint and it wakes the fox.
The next two days are spent driving to conventions [like birdiefox above], getting pictures with people who think my "Costume is almost completely realistic" and having weird kinky hotel room sex with the fox. I go to bed sore but happy and wake up human and angry.
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Sorry if that was too long. I could elaborate but I doubt anyone wants to read any more.
Be a bit surprised, but enjoy the awesomeness of having a tail.
Hangout with the fursonas of others I'm watching in FA.
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Bang with said fursonas similar to their commissions. ;3
2. Get captured by animal control
3. Gets taken to dog pound
4. Gets sold to a little girl
I meet up my friends, I share some precious time with the Shaw Family household...
...I'd fly places I never could reach in the first place (since I got a Dragon as alternate 'Sona)...
...I wish that it wasn't only 2 days. That sucks big time. If I could choose between this and the 'sona's world...I'd choose theirs.
Jason, you probably would understand.
Honestly, it's a hard question. I would probably explore my new body, play with myself, find a few other furs to yiff (If there are any) and pretty much live it up in any way I knew how, for as long as I can. Then, when the 48 hours is up, cry. A lot. XD
I would go to work and say that I will not be coming to work for a while. Also, I will get my other friend to begin the ritual to make this permanent and fly around the town. I will also fight crime and help with the public that are in need.
After, well, me and my bondmates would find something interesting to do. Maybe pay a little visit to some of our friends in other realms.
I gotta admit, this is the kind of journal I like!
I.... think if I woke up as my 'sona I would suddenly be ok with even the parts of my life that make me depressed every day, thanks for a fun thought exercise~
Ogle dragontits for a while, then spend the rest of the day making people go WTF. And possibly smothering them under butt, because that is what a Desdrgn does.
Knowing my sona, I would probably wake up into a situation very familiar
Once that was dealt with, I would probably spend some time with Genesis, hit on her mum and then go exploring. I'd roam the streets and even into the outskirts of the forest, seeing how far I could push a Raptor's dexterity, see what kind of antics I could get upto that would otherwise be difficult without it.
Once i'm tired from dicking around in the wild, I'd find my way home and take an awesome shower, soaping up my body and really relish in every small nook and cranny that may be similar or different about my figure.
I'd then probably go do what everyone else was thinking, find amusement in front of a mirror for a little while, trying on the various outfits Verge has garnered over his adventures and then having some me time. The second day I'd probably put on his gear and see how good I am at his Bounty Hunting gig and then go clubbing/have a romantic outing with Gen (and fuck her butt).
But still.... Too bad I don't have anyone nearby whose fondest dream is to wake up as Bowser..... or Beast....... or Dr. Hank McCoy....
If I became my main I'd most likely masturbate, take a bath, SCARE THE POOP OUT OF PEOPLE, and demand people to brush and pet me.
UHHH draw a lot. Look at my body and take photos. I'd get such amazing references for anthro bodies.
Play with my paws. Look at stuff. Ask my partner to get me nice smelling stuff to sniff. Assume people would freak out if they saw me, and stay inside.
since my sona can shapeshift id turn into different forms and jerk off as them... id also turn into shapeshift into vergence and have some fun with that ;)
and then i will enjoy my self to the max ^^ other than that if im just the fur sona hybrid of my self (named dom) i enjoy my self and find scaler and possiably find away to make him stay with me ^^
Then try to not, like, break my tail or something stupid like that.
Also start shopping for new clothes.
LOTS OF SEX. I mean alot. Probably some petplay for a few hours.
I'd have to get used to having wings. Would probably knock alot of stuff over.
Feel good in my body for once, Lots of selfies.
Then probably back to what i normally do.
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First thing I would do is fuck Krizia silly.
/NSFW
Then Krizia and I would go out to breakfast, spend the remainder of the morning at the beach, have sushi for lunch, spend the afternoon at the beach, then go clubbing, come home, and repeat the NSFW part.
Then repeat morning of day 1, Chinese food for lunch, Afternoon and evening spent playing video games together, the we'd go out with a bang by repeating the NSFW part again.
2. "Explore" my new form
3. go for a swim in the ocean.
4. eat fish
5. .... havent decided what to do after that.. XD
Fly to my closest friends late at night and have some one on one time and show them what a real dragon could do ;3
I would ask my friends and love ones to record the entire ordeal (along with the fun scenes <3)
It'd be such a grand 2 days...
Yep
But realistically, it would be horrible. So many people are already so racist and insane already. Humans are incredibly diverse obviously but also so similar that racism and separation are baffling. This would cause utter chaos. If you were alone, you'd be contained by the government and tested on or worse. The people you know and love wouldn't see you anymore. You'd be an alien and very few would even view you as human or anything but a monster. Going to prison for life as your current form might be better. Or death. But who knows, maybe people would learn to accept you and you'd have freedom but life isn't like a movie where there's always a happy ending.
However, if I personally saw a real anthro, I'd explode with joy. I'd shit bricks. I would derail. And it would be very very weird at the same time. Quite a fucking thrill if you ask me.
I don't mean to talk like I know what I'm talking about. Just brainstorming and typing pretty much.
i'd be bara as fuck
I dont think i'd get to do much, so i'd end up taking a lot of photos
fap
go back to sleep
you know, the normal stuff
I'd also be a cuddlebun, fly up to my partner's place and just lay in his lap while he works. =//w//=
then go on my day as usual
Reading the comments, most people seem to omit that the change would be only for 48 hours :P
**DAY 1 (day off)**
First, I'd have a hard time trying to not freak out, and getting used to my new body (masturbation would have place, of course). Then I'd have a really hard time thinking how to get out of my room without giving my mom a heart attack (I live with my parents)
Then, go to the zoo to visit (and talk to?) my fellow relatives.
And in the night? lots of sex, because who wouldn't want to have fun with an anthro tiger :P
**DAY 2 (work day)**
It'd be interesting to explain my appearance to my boss and coworkers. Also, answering phones with tiger-ish voice :D
Then? Go to the arcade! (scaring people in the way). It'd be funny to try to play DDR in that shape.
I wouldn't forget to take lots of pictures before time runs out.
That is all. :)
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Then I'll see if I can find some female furs and have them explore ever inch of my new body.
Well first after realizing it would situp and get my dick out while playing with my balls, then make an exact mold of it so I could still have it after changing back, then probably just Milk it till I get bored and mess around in a mirror for a while.
And knowing how my sona is probably be humped for a large amount of the remaining time. XD
Not to mention be taking all sorts of pictures the entire time.... gota give myself somthing to enjoy afterwords. X3
"OH MY GOD, A MONSTER WOLF BEAST THING!! KILL IT!! KILL IT!!"
First I'd fly around of course. After that I'd test out my other abilities like breathing fire. Then I'd explore my body in other ways like masturbation or auto-fellatio if that's actually possible. There's enough remote mountains and locations that I'd be able to get away from paranoid people fast enough.
I would propably hide forever because i knew that many, really many humans on this planet would hunt me down to kill me and cut me up to see what i am made of. Yeah thats what would happen if i ever wake up as my fursona.
- Call in sick to work, both days
- Masturbate furiously for a few hours
- See what all I could eat with my butt mouth
- Summon my buddy Cthulhu
- Find where the deep ones are hiding
- Join Esoteric Order of Dagon
- Find hot weeboos and offen a plethora of tentacled fun
- ?????
- Profit
I would fap so fucking much I pass out for those two days. NO. I THINK ILL FUCK EVERYTHING. THEN ILL PLAY WITH MY LONG PRETTY HAIR. AND GIGGLE.
then I would also find wrenchbutt and do sumthin knotty to him
It would likely be a very unpleasant 48 hours (if it even lasts that long).
Same goes for anyone else with one xD
Wut?
It's legit, I swear!
Obviously first I would be seriously confused. I would try to become a bunch of things just to prove that I can (being a shapeshifter and all). After as well the shock would wear off and I'd start testing things. I know I would enjoy flying and enjoying all the benefits I could reap from being anything I wanted. Running on all fours, swimming in the deeps, soaring high and diving low and generally just enjoying myself. I would check to see if I was the only one that it happened to too.
Hmmm Being a shapeshifter would enable me to do so much. Of course I would want to try getting fucked and see if there was a difference, and maybe try it as different things. I would also want to do some fucking to see what its really like and maybe try that as different things too.
The second day I would spend time exploring every nook and cranny, taking pictures, showing off to people I know, and then when night hits prowl around for a while taking a long walk down a couple of safe areas I know and try my damnest to remember every single feeling I had. Then...I would go home, go to bed, and sleep sad but satisfied that I was finally able to experience it all, if only for a short while.
But would probably try to get my family to believe its me....Then.....Yea have fun. >:)
Next I'd find a safe place to attempt fire breathing, how to use my wings to greater effect and then go for a fly ^^ Then after I figured out how to do it all well I'd record it, get a few pictures, definitely gt some poses I could use for a poster ^^. Then I'd try nesting that night. Next day I'd do all the things I liked best the day before, then that night sing a little dragonsong of sorrow that it was all over, but a little more upbeat from sad because I'd have actually had the chance to live the dream and the memories will last a lifetime ^^.
-hop out of bed and find a mirror-
"allright. well. at least I look fabulous, the fuzz collar isn't as annoying as I pegged it to be."
-look at the clock counting down-
"yeah okay, I've seen enough Twilight Zone to know where this is going."
-find some clothes-
"Okay, first of all I need to find my imaginary spider waifu that I'll inevitably have heartbreaking feelings about once this is over and I never see her again, bang one out, then go walk around somewhere populated for more research on how my own bug world works."
-hesitate at the door-
"note to self, avoid wasps. I made them huge assholes in this universe."
Something like that.
then again, if we go for my non-bug sona, then literally nothing changes because his life parallel's mine.
> Realize I'm not dreaming.
> Wonder if anyone else woke up like this too.
> Realize that some people would probably wake up as some pretty wacky shit.
> Die.
That's the day I'm waiting for.
*digivolves to Flamedramon then Cyberdramon*
Fuck this... I go and explore the world.
Secondly, I would realize, within the 5th hour, that this is a dream come true and then some~
Lastly, I would rule the world and get my dick wet and worshiped at the same time for the next 43 hours.
Would be the best two days evar~!
Whatever and whoever the fuck he wants~
(edited - didn't notice there was a timer at first :D Blame 7AM.)
At first, I'd embrace the new canine cock I have, relieving myself a good few times. Then, If that would include all the knowledge and skills my fursona has - after initial shock and getting used to having bionic arm (y'know, I'd have to adjust my grip strength to not crush everything right away), I'd totally go to NASA and share all of it before time runs down. All the calculations, technology, schematics, everything. Warp drive or cryo chamber or super-durable space suits would be only a matter of time spent constructing it.
Or I could just go into the wilds and try to connect with my "wilder" part.
2. Takes a shower, since I would need it and be sure if I am really awaken.
3. See my parents, see if I am awake and if its true about my change.
4. Taking a walk to see if people would react toward me, seeing if it is a dream or not.
5. At the end of the day, going to sleep. If it is a dream that it will come back tomorrow, repeat the steps as I mentionned above, starting at #1.
Ever since I was little, I had an embarrassing habit of slightly squeaking when I yawn.
A trait that used to entertain the hell out of my family, saying I had "Puppy yawns".
Ugh...
I feel funny....
Rubbing my head, I can't help but feel like something's different. My palms feel odd.
I glance down and see something odd.
There's.... something on my face.
I reach up and feel my muzzle. "WAHH"!
Force of being so startled nearly sent me flying from the bed.
The screaming continued as my hands came into view. "PAWS!?"
She rolls over in bed. "Yes... yes... you have paws."
"WHAT?! SINCE WHE-"
Then my eyes spot her. She was different.
Her freshly dyed blue hair was now an elegant brown, and she had flickering little cat ears and a long bushy, waving tail.
"Go back to sleep babe...I hate it when you wake me up..." She groaned as she pulled the blanket over her adorable cat-face. She meowed and yawned.
"B-Babe? Since when are you a cat?!"
"really funny wolf-boy... really funny." She groaned as she returned to bed.
I sprinted to the mirror and paused. She had.... a lot of pictures of us... she was right... all these places we had gone together... in real life and in our roleplays... she had photos...proof!
"What... the fuck...."
I rip a photo of us hanging out with a big fat green dragon, and a half-fox, half-wolf hybrid who are holding hands. My paw was firmly on his belly. We had gone to a buffet, and we all tried to out-eat the big guy, only to fail miserably. We all looked so stuffed full, and like we were ready to pass out.
I tossed the picture down and ripped down a new one.
A photo from that time we spent some quality time by the pond with another she-wolf and the crazy duck. They're my writing buddies... but ... we didn't spend time by the pond in real life... only in RP...
I look to her, and then to the photos.
"So many.... but.... how .... how is this possible?" I think to myself.
They were memories... but not quite memories....
I remember writing these... I remember when I spent that really hot night at the dragon's house and things got out of hand... I remember taking that stupid pill he gave me that temporarily turned me into a dragon. But those were all fake! Fiction! Stories!
Why do I remember them?!
I hurried out of the bedroom and grabbed my pants off the hamper as I headed for the living room. There's a big mirror there...
Looking at myself. I can finally tell...
I'm not just... Tom the human from Boston.
I'm "Caine"
I'm the "omega" wolf that had climbed to "Alpha" in his pack, and I had a gorgeous girlfriend who was... as a human, just a film student from Toronto, but here, she was a comic book artist and a gorgeous cat.
I see my body. An in-shape, but not abnormally muscular gray timberwolf, with purple eyes that you could get lost in.
I turned around and saw my tail.
"H-HEY!" I laugh and can feel it wagging.
The experience of having an entirely new appendage and being fully capable of operating it with no prior knowledge is strange. The ears are the same way. I tilt my head to look at them, and one ear goes higher than the other.
"Heh..." I smirk and continue playing with the simplest things my body can do. Wag and flick my ears.
"you're weird" she says as she catches me and heads back to the bedroom.
I blush, though, with the fur, it can't be seen, but the expression is easily readable by the ears.
I return to my fun, and glance down my pants. "Yep."
Everything is as expected.
I run outside. The RP house is so much more expansive and comfortable than the tiny RL apartment we have
And seeing the cars in the lot, and the landscape around me, with all the furs walking around doing their daily business....
I know it... I'm in paradise somehow....
This is literally the life I wish I had.
With a smirk, I punch my own palm. "Time to explore... What to do first? Maybe call up Krasus and Balthy, see what they're up to?"
The clock counting down forty-eight hours rests on the mantle of the house behind me, as I turn, I spot it. And there next to the clock are the rules.
"No.... No... damnit.... a time limit?!"
I sighed and let my head hang down.
"No.... No." I looked up. "No way."
I hold up the clock and speak into it. "Whoever did this. Who ever is behind this. You gave me and all these people the perfect lives. You gave us the ability to live our roleplays. Don't take that away. And if this clock doesn't stop. If we have to go back... I'll find a way to force this clock to stop."
I narrow my eyes, "Count on it. I'll find a way to make sure people don't have to return to their normal, mundane lives. Not just for me... but for everybody's sake."
Extra points to you for narrating instead of explaining!
Appreciate it. I may or may not continue on with more. Depends on two things.
1) If I think of more
and 2) if Jason doesn't mind me using his comment section as a place to put the whole story. XD
If I wrote more, would you want to see more? Or no?
Though... Krasus. My Dragon friend...
He's someone who would believe me.
And so I hopped in the car to drive off to the big dragon's warehouse-home.
He's all about magic and chemistry and all sorts of things. If anybody would believe me, it is him.
Driving is different. Mainly due to the little dip in the carseat that makes it comfortable for my tail.
heh... My tail...
I actually enjoy the hell out of having a tail. Just thinking about it makes the tail wag.
Holding onto the wheel with my paws, I can't explain how I know where I'm going. I just know.
I turn left on Pine street and head down past the "Big Furs in Little China" buffet that he and I frequent.
Glancing down, it's a miracle I'm not fatter, because of all the time spent eating with this dragon.
The guy just can't eat alone it seems, and his boyfriend isn't one for feasts.
Pulling up to it, its exactly how I remember we wrote it.
It's a bit out of the way. The building's exterior is red brick, the windows are painted on the inside, keeping them obscured.
The walk up lead to a rather large door.
I knocked a few times and pocketed my paws, waiting to see my friend.
And when he opened the door, I sure saw him alright.
The guy must weigh a few hundred pounds more than me, and he's an additional two or three feet taller.
Looking down at me, he raised an eyebrow, "Caine? Why did you knock?"
I had forgotten. I just usually walk in.
"I got some shit to talk to you about man. Got some coffee brewed?"
"Always." He put his big claw on my back and lead me in.
...
Explaining it left him with an astounded countenance. One nostril on his green snout was flared and one ridge that could be considered an eyebrow was raised. His left wing flicked a bit and his tail came around and scratched his round double-chin.
He's fatter than I remembered. But it's fine. It's a good look on him. He'd look weird if he were thin.
"I don't know what to say... I don't know anybody that's messing with reality right now... But.. I might know how to check."
My ears perked up and my tail began to wag.
"Dude... you have to be telling the truth. You've never been this expressive." He pointed out.
I blinked, "Oh... Yeah." Caine was always more stoic than the person whose fursona he was.
"It's not a bad thing. Kind of like it." He smiled a bit and heaved his enormous self off the special chair he sat in. He began to walk with heavy thuds over to the center of the big warehouse, near a big computer.
"Magic, like anything in this universe, is based on matter and on energy." He explained and said, "If someone is changing your reality, or the realities of everybody, with only you being aware of it... then I might be able to narrow down what distinctions about you, lead back to a magic-user who is causing this... So... stand in front of that camera there. and do your little turn on the catwalk."
"What?"
"Just...Just show off as much fur as you can. These are sensitive machines. Your clothes can throw things off."
"Ah..." Reluctantly I stripped down, my sheath exposed, but I felt.... oddly fine with it.
Ah... Yeah... That's right too... He and I have roleplayed as friends-with-benefits several times.
For a big guy... he can move...
I found myself blushing a bit, thankfully the fur hid it when I stepped in front of his sensor naked.
I threw my arms in both directions somewhat awkwardly, and spun around a bit, exposing my back and tail, still wagging. He grinned, "You still look good. But you could definitely use a little more..... meat on your bones... I got something for that if you're-"
"I don't want to fatten up today, dude... Got no time for it. I have about... forty hours to find whoever's doing this and make sure that it's made permanent... So... Maybe after? Just help me out and you can do whatever."
The big dragon licked his teeth and nodded, "Don't forget that you said that!"
Sighing I rubbed my muzzle with my paw, "I won't. Just help me out!"
"Well I got three observations. One, you're definitely recently affected by magic. Two. It's very unique. If I spot it anywhere on this grid, I'll know the moment it happens. And three? You've lost wei-"
"Stop with the weight stuff! You said you'll know when it happens.... so... they're not in your grid?"
"The magic user is nowhere in the city. But they might be tonight There's a big convention tonight. Artwork, to Cartoons, to Videogames, to Movies.... furs from all over will be here. And you know this city is like a hub. Be patient. I'm going to attempt searching further and maybe we'll spot him. But my satellite isn't as good at searching as my sensors in the city are... I won't be able to guarantee that I can find them if they're not in the city... Sorry, man."
I sighed and pulled my pants back up, and threw my shirt over my shoulder. Approaching the dragon I gave him a hug, only just barely getting my arms to his side, with his big belly in the way.
"Thanks. Keep me posted. I'm going to go to the Pond. See if I can't get help from some friends."
Krasus blinked, "You don't mean..."
"Yup... Smuckers the duck."
"You better bring that psycho something tasty. She's a little nuts."
"Oh I know." I laughed,
She was a special little duck who was run over by farming equipment, and hasn't been the same ever since. She, another wolf ,Renee, and I have been friends for years. Smuckers, whose real name is Lauren, is prone to firing a sawed-off shotgun at trespassers. Hopefully she knows not to shoot when Renee smells that I'm coming.
Hopefully...
Thirty-nine hours left....
Let's see if I can do this...
Plenty of trees, open fields to run in, and there was a small little cabin.
Smuckers… aka Lauren the Duck, lives in the pond, Renee the Wolf lives off with her Bear husband nearby, and yet there’s a cabin.
What is the cabin for, then, if all three of those that visit the pond don’t live in it?
Stupidly enough…
The cabin exists almost solely for the storage of vanilla coke and tennis balls...
Yep. This is where the duck keeps her Vanilla Coke… and embarrassingly enough, where Renee and I give into our canine-like tendencies and fight over the possession of toys, and then we tend to chase them whenever they pop loose from someone’s grip.
This is where I go Feral, and enjoy the primal fun of having no responsibility.
It’s a place to relax.
And when I finally stopped at the pond, somehow… I knew how to go feral.
I kicked off my clothes and placed them neatly on the roof of my car. Then I leaned forward as the bones painlessly rearranged themselves into a more quadruped form.
Once I shook off the bizarre feeling of no longer being able to walk on two legs… I embraced it totally.
I could run so much faster like this. My movements were agile and I felt I could run forever.
My tail curled up high and dominant and my ears pointed up and alert while I ran, hoping to hear or catch some hint that Lauren or Renee were nearby.
I needed to find Smuckers… but if Renee was nearby, it wouldn’t hurt to say hello.
And thankfully, there they both were. Smuckers the duck was in the cabin, at the little table inside, door open so she could see her pond, and she was doing maintenance on her beloved weapons: two sawed-off shotguns. You’d think a duck wouldn’t be able to fire such weapons.
You’d think the recoil would send her flying and she’d get hurt.
You’d be dead before you could dispute it.
She was run over by some farming equipment back in the day and went a little insane. But she’s always pleasant. It’s just… yeah… Don’t trigger her.
Renee was outside, lazily chewing on a ball, her front paws dipping in the water, splashing them at a little frog that was sitting nearby.
I gave a little howl which immediately got their responses.
A loud quack and a howl in return welcomed me back to my relaxation zone.
Renee wagged her tail as she approached. “Hey Tohnneh, wah rins yoo here?”
“Renee…”
She exhaled and reluctantly dropped the ball. “What brings you here, Tommy?”
“Need to talk to the Duck about something… but… you could probably hear it too. If you want to help, I’d appreciate it.”
She tilted her head and one ear dropped to the side, “Oh?”
Smuckers quacked, “Whatcha need me for?!”
Padding over to the cabin, I spoke simply. “I’m not the Tom Caine you know. I’m from an alternate universe where I created this Tom Caine, and identify as him in a subculture community. Somehow I was put into the body of the thing I created and I need help because I don’t want to go back to that mundane life. I have about thirty-six hours to stop me from being forced to go back.”
Renee had the same expression that Krasus had.
A wide-eyed, brain-exploding moment of “Does that mean I have a creator?!”
But Lauren just quacked, “Cool. Who do I get to shoot?” She clicked her shotguns ready and held them up with a murderous glisten in her avian eye.
Laughing sheepishly, I replied, “Actually… I was hoping you could enlist some avians to help search the skies… I borrowed some gear from my friend, and there are some sensors and a couple pairs goggles that can help detect magical energy… I was hoping you could fly up high and try to pinpoint the source of the magic. Since the sensors in the city haven’t picked anything up, I need to make sure there’s nothing in the suburban and rural areas outside of it. And I can’t cover areas like that on the ground.”
“Why not bring Val-“
“NO!” My voice hardened.
There was a long quiet.
Clearing my throat, I scratched my ear with my back paw, “Valdis…is… Not someone I would like to have involved with this…”
Renee nodded, “She’s got a point though… He can fly. And he’s faster than any avian.”
Sighing, I let my ears droop, “I would rather do anything than involve him… So please. Don’t push it.”
“We haven’t even met the guy.” Lauren quacked, seemingly disappointed.
“Well…If it’s up to me, you never will.” I spoke calmly.
They nodded.
Renee looked at me, “Well. I can climb the mountain and get a good view of the area west of here, into the valley. Give me a pair of those magic-seeking goggles and I’ll search everywhere I can. There are nooks and crannies in that valley where Avian eyes won’t see.”
Smuckers nodded, “I can get some boys together… got some mallards that owe me a favor, and a couple geese. What you really need are some birds of prey. If there’s something you need hunted, they’re the eyes you need.”
“That’s why I came to you.” I smirked.
“Damn straight. Don’t worry. I’ll get some birds in the air. The story is outlandish. But having seen some shit in my day… I never knew you to lie before, and you’re definitely not lying now. And I can tell you’re not the old Tom Caine… because you seem a lot more…. enthusiastic. If you created this version of yourself… then you should have made him more like the real you.”
Before I could respond, Smuckers took to the sky, shotguns in a custom-made holster specifically for her. How she can fly carrying those in such a tiny body is alarmingly bizarre, but in this world, the most bizarre things can be real.
It’s something worth fighting for.
Renee smiled, “Do you know my creator too?”
Nodding I said, “You’re the same, your mannerisms and behaviors, even your pattern of speech. Our Ducky’s creator is actually very sane. She just likes to be crazy for fun.”
“That doesn’t sound so strange. Sometimes I think Smucks never went insane. Just likes to play up the crazy factor to keep her pond private.”
Laughing I nodded “Don’t let her hear you say that.”
“Hell no I won’t.” She grinned.
“So help me unload the stuff?”
“Sure.”
She changed into her bipedal form, which took some maneuvering to make sure I didn’t accidentally catch any glimpses of my friend naked in her anthro form.
I gave her my big shirt, which thankfully covered her up. And I wore my pants.
We unloaded the boxes of gear to the cabin and left them open and easily accessible.
“What are you gonna do next?”
Sighing, I scratched the back of my head, “Got three more people to enlist. Then, I have to go talk to my girl. She is like me… we’re both skeptics. If our places were switched, I probably wouldn’t believe me. So I was kind of saving her for last. The three more are all talented in their own way. I told you about them. The Supervillain Club.”
“Oh. Those friends of yours that like to pretend you’ve got super powers and mess around with?”
“Yeah… Sure…pretend.” In this world… with magic being normal, and furries and scalies and avians… are powers really all that strange?
She smiled, “Well good luck. Should I stay behind to help the birds into their gear?”
“The instructions are in that book, call the number listed, it’s Krasus’s number. He and his boyfriend will be there to tell you what to do. “
She nodded and put her thumb up. “Do you think… if you succeed in finding this person, they could bring my creator in too? If she’s like me… then… I bet she’d love this world.”
Smiling, I nodded, “I thought about that. I’m hoping this person can bring all of the creators in. Living boring, mundane lives doesn’t seem to be something we want to do. Thus why we created these characters in the first place…”
“It’s still insane to think about… we were created as characters by the people of that other world… and yet we still remember our childhoods, and our family, and our past.”
“Yeah… I actually didn’t look into that…”
She smiled, “Maybe that’s something to do in your downtime? You said you have thirty-or-so hours to go… I bet your friends will be on board, and then your girl. Then what will you do?”
I thought for a moment ,”Well… I do have to wait for the convention to start tomorrow morning…”
Nodding, I grinned, “Sure. I’ll do it. I’m not wasting a single moment of this time asleep.”
She pat my shoulder, “Then get out of here. How much time to you have left after unloading and driving all the way up here?”
“Thirty-four, it’ll be thirty-three by the time I get back to the city.”
“Then act like you have less time than you do.” She nodded. “Hurry up. For all of our sakes.”
Smiling, I gave her a long howl and said, “Keep the shirt. I’ve got a jacket anyway.”
She grinned.
Renee always had a bad habit of stealing my shirts. It used to annoy me, but then I realized that it’s just one of those things close friends like that do. Like Ducky I have a mutual adoration for weapons. Renee and I chase tennis balls and she steals my shirts. Krasus likes to test his alchemical formulas on me, which I initially resist, but wind up having trouble pretending they’re not fun. Krasus’s Boyfriend Balthazar, he and I share mutual preferences in this world. Then there’s the supervillain club, who love comics as much as I do.
There’s always a bond, always a special “thing” with each of my friends.
And here, those “things” seemed so much stronger, much more real.
And I wasn’t about to give up on that.
Thirty-Three hours, and I still got plenty of time!
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Depends on a few things really.
If the people I knew were also turned into a fursona that fit them, but they weren't furries, would be cool.
Otherwise, I think it would be awesome for a few minutes, then I'd realize just how many things would kinda suck.
-Fur would be on everything, I wouldn't dare get in my car with the tail I'd have.
-My pants wouldn't fit because my legs are longer, and they'd be digitigrade.
-I probably wouldn't dare go outside.
-The idea of having to shower every couple hours because of how warm it is here.
-The extremely different sex drive. (Not horny all the time, but if I really want to.)
-The ridiculous mess of ejaculate compared to normal.
-The knots in the fur from not brushing much.
Although, I do have some positives.
-The idea of something impossible becoming real.
-Being able to run really fast, and jump fairly high.
-Enhanced hearing and perfect sight.
-I'd have my jet board, and knowledge on how to fly it.
-The best fucking masturbation that I could ever have in my life.
-18 inch dick. <3
-Different voice. (That would be a real treat. ;) )
Then fly from friend to friend picking them up to go have an awesome party
hell yea for a dragon party
-step 1: masturbate in front of a mirror, with my tail, and also use my own mouth cuz sergal have long necks
-step 2: take NSFW selfies to use later
-step 3: take SFW selfies to get some memories
-step 4: eat
-step 5: do lots of criminal stuff knowing my face will change in a small amount of time
-step 6: ???
-step 7: PROFIT!!!
Oh and also become the master of the world.
2.) Tell a friend, have him come over, have him freak out/possibly murder me for the next 15 minutes as I try to explain my situation.
3.) After our panic attack and at realization of my new body, I suggest we relax... with a fat blunt.
4.) During the high, after all my fear and regrets are numbed by the THC, I suggest we go outside.
5.) Enter the long talks with my friend about how "mankind can't handle the unknown' and my face looks like "a wizard of oz" monstrously.... with a Mohawk!
6.) After deep thinking, and not really caring about the consequences once you understand the rules of the transformation, we venture forth on the world.
7.) Cause panic, fear, and dismay amongst the masses.
8.) Fine a broad who wants to bang a lionman.
9.) Fine a guy who wants to bang a lionman.
10.) repeat the ensuring chaos and perverted nature throughout the next 2 days.
...and perhaps go on a yiff fest.... :P
1. Panic just a lil, until I got a good look at myself.
2. Call my parents and my fiance what has happened to me.
3. Go into hiding (so i don't become some sort of experiment)
4. FIGHT FOR MY RIGHT TO STILL HAVE RIGHTS AS A HUMAN! (cause like seriously, even I would toss that at myself, if i saw someone that wasn't human :P)
5. Use my new ability to get around faster (Cause if I was a deer/shark/pachycephalosaurus hell yea I would love to have that animals ability!)
6. Study the "anatomy" of junk (You all would do it too!)
7. Use the new "anatomy" on my fiance! (Giggity~)
8. Live my life as best as I can, and act like nothing is different!
Honestly, though, I'd probably take a good long while 'exploring' my new body *coughmasturbationcough*.
Probably go see if any of my friends woke up as their 'sonas to. And then...well...whatever happens, happens. <3
Anyways, depends on the situation I suppose. If I woke up in the real world I would most likely stay inside, maybe go out after a few days, I mean it would certainly be hard to explain my real human selfs disappearance. But if I woke up in the world he exists in with all his abilities, I would certainly still be alot more scared than exited for the first day. Quite a traumatic experience to change like that I would imagine. Still his life would almost be too dangerous but certainly very exiting as well. Just have to be careful, and not get caught.
Would I want to be him, partially yeah. But I'm still rather happy with my human self.
And take allot of pictures of myself to remember those 2 days.
and reck the danish government for being assholes
Once that's been completed and I wrote a best selling novel as my wording of a "Wish" Spell. I'd be able to be me as I WANT to be. While still being the me I have grown up to be with a bunch of experiences "Rithy" doesn't have. Then? I'd go all "Batman" on the world. Except with an epic level spellbook hidden away for a rainy day. Oh yeah... And "Ressurection" REALLY sort some shit out. *Grins*
But then it also goes without saying. Trying to locate the rest of dragonkind. Be they on another planet. or a sidestep in reality. or even just all hiding amongst us. I'd find em. It'd be one hell of a good run!
Rithy
P.S. Dun need ta go huntin fer bootay.. I'm a Herm, someone'd be hunting for mine. *Laughs*
Plus side, I'd look freaking awesome and ripped. :D
Probably spend much of the first day as a recluse (it's a cat thing).
Second day, I'd try to find another cat furry (preferably female, but I'll take a bloke if necessary) and reenact the Nhozemphtekh scene from Felidae with them, if they're willing.
Off to work I go.
Be a polyamorous slut and go to furry cons.
Find new ways to do ordinary things.
Stage 1: Freak Out.
I'd freak the f*ck out, like anyone would - if not more so, considering the fact that the fursona I'd become, my fursona, is a 6', well-muscled, anthropomorphic Golden Eagle, who also happens to be a c*ntboy.
Stage 2: Getting Used To The "New" Me.
I'd probably make my way to the bathroom, strip, then take a good long stare into the mirror to become acclimatized to my new body. After getting used to the new me. Then, I'd probably explore a little deeper (pun semi-intended), as I'd begin to examine my new body in more detail.
Step 3: Notifying Friends, Family, Work, Etc, Etc, In Such A Way As To Prevent Hysteria
Self explanatory. Says what it does on the tin.
Step 4: Carry On Living
Assuming real world job was the one that I still had, I'd scare the crap out of my boss. If character-canon job was the one I had, I'd immediately head to the lab and start trying to find a way to make this a bit more permanent. Something would likely go horribly wrong (or horribly right?) and I'd end up with a clone of myself and have self-cest... for science.
... and probably in the last few minutes before the clock hit zero I'd smash it just to see what would happen.
If no one knows who I am,I do what I never dare (squeeze boobs and other things ) omg, and seek a bat fursona
and most importantly, no sleep XD
And probably take some pictures just cause.
Lots of posing.
Lots of flying.
Maybe be normal and walk around town, do normal things.
No sex. No masturbation. No videos. Maybe a photo.
What's to say what is recorded stays there? If everything was altered due to the change, then everything would alter back once the change has canceled, yea? So photos and videos could disappear.
Then we'd probably make a whole lot of Porn and sell it at Conventions or something. Both Pictures AND video.
But yeah, I'd mostly be doing photos to remember the time after it faded. When I could breathe ice and fire Ki blasts and lift 35 tons and block bullets with my FACE...
It'd be hard to go on living as a pathetic human after such an experience. TO go from a walking, talking Superman, back to being a pathetic waste of space? I'd need a LOT of therapy to deal with the Body Dysphoria afterwards, I bet.
literally find out what going on for those days
or i would yiff. which ever works
Probably screaming and running around until i managed to calm down. Then i would go to my Computer and typing to my Friends "Guys, you dont believe whats happening just now!" or something like that. I will, probably, set something on fire or (because of Magic reasons!) and running again screaming till it goes out (or my Place explodes)!
But i guess in the end i would just masturbate and fuck around like hell in these 48 Hours because i am a freaking Prince and can do whatever i want! At least i hope it i can do that and no freaking asassins are lurking around ...
After two days I would return to normal as a rich guy and the authorities will be forever looking for the talking pig who robbed a bank.
Then I would use my newfound powers to make it from lasting only 48-hours, to be permanent.
Followed by... Well me just do whatever I want because no one is going to tell how a 12 foot tall Dragon with magical abilities what to do ^.=.^
Seriously though, after waking up and getting over the shock, I'd familiarize myself with my body (I have a feral panther sona that can shapeshift to and from a wolf). The sensations, enhanced senses, body movements, etc. Since my sona is from a forest/jungle, I'd explore and have fun, enjoy my time as my fursona. Hopefully find some friends and explore (and go on an adventure figuring out what the countdown is for assuming I didn't know ahead of time).
....
Maybe at some point I might try to get into NSFW things, but I would try to not make that a priority XD
Honestly, I love the idea of turning into my fursona, but I can't imagine I'd enjoy it if I was the only person who did. Now, if everybody turned into a fursonified version of themselves, I would probably have a lot more fun with myself, LOL.
I'd totally sell my body at conventions ;D
1) Gotta eat first. Nice breakfast with pancakes and syrup.
2) Find my journal where I keep the map to Atlantis.
3) Travel there using the shadow powers I have.
4) Find my old Alchemy Lab
5) Craft potion to permanently transform me into what I currently am.
6) Find the old cross-dimensional portal that used to be widely used in the old days of Atlantis.
7) Activate portal to drop whatever I throw into it, onto my bed in 3 Days at the exact moment I wake up.
8) Throw potion into the portal, along with the map to Atlantis, and several thousand dollars for travel, and a bunch of other useful items (such as temporal invisibility potion and the like in case I need to sneak into places), and a note with instructions.
9) Close portal.
10) Activate Time-Space Barrier around Atlantis, sealing it off from the outside world, so that whatever magic caused this very transformation of this world, cannot affect it, and thus it will remain despite everything else ending in 48 hrs.
11) Copy all of my powers, wisdom, and knowledge into my crystal necklace, and leave that hidden within Atlantis' grounds.
12) Reactivate portal and travel back home, setting it to close immediately after I jump through.
13) Once home, chill and relax, probably play Skyrim a bit.
14) Once the 48 hrs is up and I wake back up (Assuming that I won't remember what happened) , everything that I threw into the portal lands on my bed. I follow the instructions, and drink the vial transforming me back into my furry self, raise Atlantis, and then declare it a country for furries, and make myself as its leader.
-THE END-
seeing as the most likely begin i would wake up as is my namesake, deltad. ill give myself a private moment, explore oneself in ways a furry guy would.
once satisfied i will need to use the time left very wisely, and attempt to break this game, i will recruit the lair-mates ( the creatures and begins that live with deltad in his decked out cave system) and hopefully get a hold of deltads abilities, deltads hobby is actually the collection, trading and creation of magical and supernatural.
using deltads skills and those of the lair-mates, and with everything in deltads magical horde, i need to find some kind of cheat or exploit, see if i can work out the rules of this world change.
IF its another world entirely and i was move,d i maybe should find a way back to our real world and leave me something to use to get back, some kind of portal or standalone magical device, they have traveled dimensions before, that's how there is R34 stuff with them involved, i just hope hope the normal deltad wont be mad at me once he is himself again.
if its a world changed, them maybe find a way to keep it changed as long as i like i have this watch that's clearly involved, perhaps the AI can dissect it., if we cant stop it, then perhaps we can work out what caused it, and ever find its souse for when things change back, or even create a device or object for the human me and try my hardest to make it survive the change back.
ill use enchantments to keep myself form sleeping and try to make as many routs and loopholes and exploits in reality as i can, and try to set up multiple things in case any fail.
Just in case if all my plans and schemes to preserve this world or give my human me a way back (or give him some kind of wealth or power). in the 44th to the 47th hours i will do a whole bunch of kinky and sexy stuff with all of my lair-mates as we experiment the hell out of each other.
if nothing works and we all go back, i will be frustrated at first, but i will be content knowing its better to try and fail then to never try at all.
if something works!, and i am able to get back in someway, then my real multiverse adventures can begin.. perhaps some of you would like to join us? the world of living fantasy can be a big place, it would be dangerous to go alone, and we can use the 'company' don't expect to be the same way you came in when and if you come back out.
Mostly because my 'sona is pretty much just me, only as a dragon. ^///^
NSFW
Also, I'd get to doin' the dirty with mah pet Ember. Like... the level of dragon sex would crack the foundation of the apartment building I live in, and I'm on the top floor! >w>
After that, I dunno. Just...explore. Put a new body through years' worth of crazy, since I've only got two days.
First, I'd realize it was significantly harder to fit on my bed, being taller than my room is long.
Second, I'd realize I was now attached to my bed and pillows by the foot long spikes and horns (Unless I had been sleeping on my side. Knowing how active I am in my sleep, this is highly likely.
Third "Holy fuck, I have boobs!"
Fourth, pull myself out of my destroyed bed and army crawl through my house to the bathroom, hopefully not taking out my TV and computer with my tail as I go, if they weren't already destroyed in my sleep.
Fifth, spend an hour or so examining myself in the mirror, including looking into my glowing mouth.
Sixth, go outside and start throwing lightning while cackling and yelling "UNLIMITED POWAH!"
Seventh, take pictures of myself with my phone and send it to all of my friends and my Ex.
Eighth, Find my bro's god like character to make it permanent.
Ninth, pay to have influence on one of my favorite games to push it in the direction I've always wanted things to go. Bigger battles, better weapons, vehicles and armor. :D
Tenth, Pay to have my own video games made, and pay off all of my college tuition :D
2) post about it on Facebook with pictures.
3) call my boss and say I'll need some help getting in, and a new work ID.
4) report to work as usual.
Yes, I'm a dork :B
Edit: Oh....two days. ;.;
Slighly NSFW ~
First of all, i'd probaly first scream and potentialy wet myself in joy ofcourse ~
But yeah, after i'd be done screaming i'd most likely explore the world around me first! (And fe hed my pet Turbo)
As in, see the world I seem to have created, meet my other OCs in that very world, explore that was is there to explore!
Most of the time i would probaly hang out with my (technically my sona's) friends, have a 'sneek-peek' into their lives and all that.
Can't deny, however, masturbation and trying moves on certain OCs of mine would be out of the question
Still. most of the time would consist of getting to know my OCs better and exploring the mystical foresty worlds out there ^^
So what I would do is do my best to track and trace who and what transformed me, why there is a 48 hour limit and science the heck out of it to make it permanent, and to make it possible to apply it to others permanently.
If I failed to do that or to make any headway, I would enjoy whatever time I had left as myself and then return to doing what I do in real life: sciencing the heck out of trying to make furries real.
Given the above, I may also during those 48 hours consider that it might somehow be something I myself had done in the future that had been sent back in time as some kind of motivation, and then spend the rest of the time trying to understand the ensuing paradox as a parafox.
OH MY FUCKING GOD, I CAN'T LET MY FOLKS SEE ME LIKE THIS!!
Then I'd do nsfw things
Then I'd film myself doing them
Then I'd film myself doing normal stuff
Then I'd check around to see if it happened to anyone else
And fluffle. fluffle all over everything, uncontrollably. :I
Probably freak out at first after realizing what just happened.
As for turning into my sona and this reality blending together with the fiction of my sona, I would assume all the other people around would be turned into Anthros as well, so at least no problems here. After I realize what happened, and what possibilities I have now, at least for these two days, at first I would get myself a GoPro to record every minute of these two days, I would spend the time as much as possible, with sleeping as little asa possible to make the most of it, flying around would be the most obvious for me as a dragon, but also, now being a dragon to be able to fly to some friends (even if it would take an hour or two, it would be so worth it) and well, have fun with that body in every way possible (sex sex sex sex sex), letting my new GoPro film everything from every perspective, hoping that it will still be there after I return to my boring human self. ^.=.^
2) use magic to make it permanent
3) fly to the ocean and make a island for furs to live on
4) help make it permanent for other furs who want it to last forever
5) have lots of "fun"
6) travel
7) cause mischief
8) sleep
9) repeat steps 4-8 for 2 weeks then do whatever
Then probably go visit an old ex I still care about and fuck him silly.
Then I would hang out with all the friends my sona has. Also i would explore my surrounding since I WOULD BE ON A FUCKING SPACESHIP!!!!
If it would be possible, I would find a way to possibly stay like that, or switch between this and the original me.
and never go outside. i mean, his hobby's reading books.
he probably has some books that i've never read and am interested in, right?
2. Pose before every mirror I see
3. Take some crappy pictures of myself
4. Ask a friend to take better pictures of me
5. Brunch
Can't tell what follows next. But I would explore my boddy, do some handstands and so on. OwO
Humans suck xD
1. after calming down from initial fanboy freak out, go outside and start to run full force as a raptor like myself would.
2.then on separate times, find a female dragon and a female shark and have quite a bit of fun ;3.
and for the last day, just find a female cobra snake, and cuddle the night away ^>^
First I'd likely have to re-explore my body for like... a few hours naturally.
Then I'd likely get in contact with my friends around the globe and see who'd like to meet an actual living fuzzy dragon. After which I'd go on a world tour using the portals my character can make.
Once past that initial shock, take lots and lots of pictures for reference.
Then probably get shot by my non-furry boyfriend.
48hour might be quite short but it might be enough to bring down some cataclysmic events down to some hotzones of this planet....
There might even be time for the one or other Virgin to take care off on little break moments aswell XP
Totally be hiding under the blanket with my tail clearly visible.
Don't get me wrong, I'd LOVE to have something like that happen... But I doubt the police or armed services would be as happy as me... Even if I talked... All the more reason for them to take me to some lab and cut me open to find out what my insides look like.
"But wait, why would they autopsy you when we could just use CT scans and Xrays and what not" Ah my simple minded friends... I FORFIT MY HUMAN RIGHTS THE SECOND I GROW A TAIL AND CLAWS WITH A MAW FULL OF JAGGED SHARP MEAT HOOK LIKE TEETH! ... Basically, They could do ANYTHING they wanted to me and No one would try to stop them Except maybe Peta... But... Fuck Peta... Basically.. I'm as good as dead if they get a hold of me.
...I can imagine myself on that operating table being like "but... but.. what about my ... my... uhh... Animal? rights...?" with a nervous smile... Then I'm dead... Bleh X.-.X
Freak out. Causing everything in my room to freaze over and get covered in snow.
Fix the damage and go artifact hunting. After freacking out at the flesh cave in the backyard with my mate thats me from an ulternate reality.
....
I'd hate that if it happened with out warning.
I would go see a friend of mine that I know he would find this awesome and I would spend the next 42 hours trying random stuff. I'm pretty sure he would be blown away and he wouldn't believe it for around 2 hours. xD
Scaring some people on the street is already an idea I would try.
But, I would spend most of my time in the park. Maybe entertaining and playing with kids would be fun too. I'm the kind of person who loves seeing people smile and having a great time.
Oh, and I would ask my friend to take pictures of and with me.
The sad thing would be that I might be sad to be back to reality two days later. Unless it wasn't an enjoyable experience.
Edit: yeah im a nerd :P
Also, assuming I'd be EXACTLY like my fur (not just looks), I'd do a butt ton of parkour to places I've always wanted to climb, do a LOT more private stuff (obvs XD), and may rob a bank to help my family. I mean, who'd believe an anthromorphic wolf smashed through the wall and disappeared with 2 million? Yeah, life as my fur would be amazing, if also sad to let go of.
I'd got knot my boyfriend multiple times, lol.
For gods sake why I can't decide???
2. Panic slightly over the ramifications this event will have on my life.
3. Leave my current home and find one with someone from the fandom
4. Rebuff constant advances from said fandom member
5. Go to a furry con cause a scene, leave, leaving people to wonder if there were drugs in the air XD
6. Run out of ideas and play some games in the nude beside 3 fans cause it's damned hot out :/
lol
First hug every one likes: chocolate smelling fur is something lovely, no?
Then just meet JCFox ( ) and serve him a fresh wolfy dish (if you know what I mean)
then just finagling around. A good thing I'll try is to play hide and seek with feline view and canines smell! XD
Eventually do a certain nsfw action involving lotion and Kleenex... Over and over
I would have to be sure everyone I know is safe, because if things blended seamlessly, that means to some extent the local law enforcement are aware of me, and who I have become. They would be coming, if not already at the door when I awoke.
Freak the fuck out... for like at least 2 hours...
I probably would go around and find the other Furries that are also currently as their fursona and try to hook up.Maybe get some alone time with a good woman.And do the doggystyle.
Good thing my sona would not need to sleep.
Sleep is optional. And if I have to sleep to turn back. There would be no problem. The only problem is that I would be doing straight up sex for one of the days, then be exploring the rest. Then I would have to not sleep for days on end before I find out how I can stay that way for ever. Because honestly if I became human again I would seriously kill myself. I have nothing in this world and in the other world I would have all that money could buy, added on with the ability to change form and practically never die. With the trade off of being in a world I have constructed years upon of thought, I think I gave said world years of thought, then I would have to think about all the dumb shit I thought about in the past, since I would have to remember it so people in my world would not think I am a forgetful twat.
Then again, if this did happen, I would most likely have a heart attack at the hands thing, then faint when I find a mirror, then again, I would faint after finding out I would then have boobs. And that would have to at least take an hour or to for me to wake up.
Then again, if I was one of my other three, I would force my self to stay up, then probably die from sleep deprivation.
Also I then read back and noticed it said the world blended together, that would be awful in my case. The setting of mine is already a universe that barely survived a cataclysm, how would it survive being binded to our awful planet?
I'd certainly enjoy it as much as possible, but I would never be able to look myself in the mirror afterward if I couldn't take the opportunity and either make it permanent, or take notes in my altered state of affairs and apply them in the world after everything changes back. So aside from my more ambitious stuff, I'd fly, take advantage of my more unique abilities, and make stuff happen that I've always wanted to make happen.
Maybe in the future it will be possible to reproduce the process for longer. O.O
But if I woke up as my fursona, with my power list?? I'd never go back, even at the end of the 48hr period. Basically the 'sona in my mind is so OP he makes other OP characters look weak, simply because I've got one hell of an imagination, and I couldn't possibly do even a hundredth of what my mind cooks up if I wasn't OP as shit in my mind. Of course, I'm not that OP in each scenario I think up, I go by the rules/circumstances in that particular dream, but inside my mind (before I go into the dream) I have to be that way so I can just step into any dream my imagination can come up with, without worrying about not being 'properly equipped'.
But as a regular character with no powers or abilities at all? I couldn't do much in only 48hrs, but I would definitely look for others like me, and try to find a way to make this perfection last an eternity.
If I woke up as my fursona, I would freak out a bit, chase my own tail, lick my crotch, and immediately masturbate afterwards. I can't go to work, because of the fur (I work in a ktichen). I would go to exclusive night clubs and get all the bitches ...and guys. Because I'm an anthropomorphic husky with a hot bod! What more do you want? :P
Then, rubbing my eyes with furry paw fingers would totally wake me up with shock! Feeling around my body; chest, shoulders, arms? Where did all these muscles come from??! And yeah, that thick “thing” in a sheath “down there“. My face! A muzzle and whiskers? And … and a full head of hair, or mane, that hung half-way down my back and sprayed over my FURRED(?!) chest in front!! O_O
The next surprise/shock would be when I reached out with unexpectedly thick and furred paw fingers and fumbled with the switch of my bedside lamp until I finally managed to turn it on. MY HANDS AND ARMS AND WHAT I COULD SEE OF MY BODY WERE FUR-COVERED!!! I would quickly discover that walking on digitigrade legs was something that you did not pick up automatically. Hobbling over to my bedroom door mirror -- “Holy F**k!!!” I exclaimed at what I saw in the glass in a voice an octave or two deeper than my normal voice! Who … WHAT was that thing looking back at me???!!!!
Spending the next couple of hours staring at “myself” in the mirror, trying not to be completely distracted by all the up till now “hidden” smells in the room - I realized that I would eventually have to go outside. Guess what? Almost all my clothes were too SMALL for my new V-shaped body -- oh yeah, and then there was the issue of me having an ankle-long tufted tail in back, to say nothing of the problem of my baloney-sized sheath in front
So skip the BVDs from now on! If I was going to try to wear pants (snug & revealing like you wouldn’t imagine) I’d have to go “commando” -- after I had cut a hole in back of my pants for my tail, that seemed to have a mind of its own, and split the legs of my pants up to the knees to accommodate my lower digitigrade legs.
And I hadn't even gone out side yet.
I guess, after a freak-out waking up, I would spend a while getting along the idea that 1- it is not a dream, and 2- it is temporary..
After that (and freaking out my family) I would first go a tad crazy with my senses.. sniff all the new scents (and say "hello" to our dogs).. listen to my favorite musics in best definition.. eat the most varied diet on my meals.. ^.^ pretty much be overwhelmed ever couple hours...
Other things would be, record and post on FA to find if the same happened to anyone else... practice some snow/water magic and if possible record what I can as a self remindal / lesson for after 48 hrs (if it really reverses itself)...
I guess at some moment there would be a nsfw me-time.... and it is likelly that I would ignore that first night to spend more time forming memories in such an awesome day..
I sure would be concerned about getting out of the house / going public... checking the web to find if I am the only and testing my family reaction would guide if I go public or not... and depending on how far the environmental changes reaches, I might be not the biggest concern...
@ days might not be enough to write a book from... yet, depending on what I can write down from what knowledge is shared as my fursona (or maybe, an amalgam of my main ones), that could become a book... as well as any fragment of knowledge of what really happened and how to not only repeat that but also share that with others..
I would fly. All the time I didn't NEED to be on the ground, I would be in the air, reveling in the freedom it gave me.
My soultwin is the son of a royal family. I would contact them and have a sizeable amount of money set aside for me, for when I returned to normal. I'm assuming that can be done, right? I would also purchase a plot of land, have a home being built set into motion, and provide for myself in several other ways so that once I returned to my original self, I wouldn't have to return to my original life.
I would visit everyone in the fandom whom i have known and loved, and hug and cuddle them like the plush toys they would seem to me. Sex would be vigorously pursued, if not gained (my soultwin is a BIG fella, and probably wouldn't fit anyone... not that I wouldn't try!) Cleaning bills and repair costs would be covered afterward (and lube costs beforehand!)
If the places I imagine existed, I would visit them. Dracos has over time crafted a home up in an unreachable section of mountains near where I am now (near by dragon standards; it would be a trip for me personally) where he has every comfort he needs, without the worry of intrusion (even helicopters and parachuting would be dangerous; there's a very specific approach pattern). Iwould have a warm, safe, amazing place to live for a few days.
Afterwards, unless all the plans I made for afterwards failed, I would retire to my new home, and live happily, help my friends in their troubles, and hope to wake up again in that form once more at some point in my life.
NSFW
Then have some fun!
And considering my fursona is actually y real human form, I do this every day anyway. So. Yay me. I'm living the dream you'll never have. Fuckers.
:D
Or id try and make more dragons through mating of some kind or finding awesome powers to keep, becoming a legend would be Awesome enough.
In the end it doesn't really matter long as I do something worth remembering
Unless she also changed to her fursona.
Then, I'd try to talk her out of EATING me (she's a tiger).
If successful - lovemaking.
Next day, head for downtown, put on an impromptu performance and make bucks in tips.
If all goes well, find hammer for the watch.
make fun of the human above with the line "sucks to be you" and drift off in my modded rwd beretta and go find Fox McCloud. have awesome passionate consensual sex in the back seat of my beretta and then in cargo hold of his arwing and then the cockpit and then in my car, driver seat and then in my room in front of my family and friends knock the first hater unconscious then proceed to making out / fucking on said unconscious body.
then i would make an attempt in my final day to replace the mirror of twilight to return home.
Take as many nudes as possible
Preach to everyone, say I'm a prophet or something like that
Gather a cult and stage a coup d'etat in some country, impose cult of personality
After 48hr, wake up and hear some lizard-god-king made a new country, and move there.