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First steps
10 years ago
2009. Freshman year dorm. Big Ten University.
When I finally caved and registered Sofurry and Furaffinity accounts. Throwaway accounts with a bad name and a mailinator email address. I had been on Transfur and Yiffstar before that. You see, transformation was the kink that sucked me into the furry world. That and being a huge fag. :P (Although, in retrospect, I guess I can say now that: I wish I would have been an even bigger fag. But that's a story for another time.)
These accounts weren't for commenting, uploading or commissioning. They were for watching and faving. That's right: spank bank.
I was deep in the furry closet (the smaller, fur-lined sub-closet inside the gay closet inside the much larger I-say-I'm-from-Chicago-but-I'm-actually-from-the-suburbs closet). But hey, it only took me seven years and a lot of masturbating to figure out that that really isn't that bad. Well, really, it was the gang over at Knotcast. I downloaded them onto my phone last month and something kind of strange happened. Furry became an OK thing.
I think it was hearing the voices of other people that were talking openly about being furry that finally did it. Seven years of reading stories and comments on 3 different websites and it wasn't until last month that I let myself realize that there are other real, live furries out there who get aroused by the same weird, kinky shit as me.
So here I stand on a great precipice. The wide expanse of the furry kingdom stretches before me and I am taking the first timid steps into it. I created a new name, picked a species of fox, and crafted a fursona. I am one art commission and one Bad Dragon toy deep.
When I finally caved and registered Sofurry and Furaffinity accounts. Throwaway accounts with a bad name and a mailinator email address. I had been on Transfur and Yiffstar before that. You see, transformation was the kink that sucked me into the furry world. That and being a huge fag. :P (Although, in retrospect, I guess I can say now that: I wish I would have been an even bigger fag. But that's a story for another time.)
These accounts weren't for commenting, uploading or commissioning. They were for watching and faving. That's right: spank bank.
I was deep in the furry closet (the smaller, fur-lined sub-closet inside the gay closet inside the much larger I-say-I'm-from-Chicago-but-I'm-actually-from-the-suburbs closet). But hey, it only took me seven years and a lot of masturbating to figure out that that really isn't that bad. Well, really, it was the gang over at Knotcast. I downloaded them onto my phone last month and something kind of strange happened. Furry became an OK thing.
I think it was hearing the voices of other people that were talking openly about being furry that finally did it. Seven years of reading stories and comments on 3 different websites and it wasn't until last month that I let myself realize that there are other real, live furries out there who get aroused by the same weird, kinky shit as me.
So here I stand on a great precipice. The wide expanse of the furry kingdom stretches before me and I am taking the first timid steps into it. I created a new name, picked a species of fox, and crafted a fursona. I am one art commission and one Bad Dragon toy deep.
YOU HAVE REACHED *LEVEL 3* FURFAG. 