How a Furry Helped an Age Regressor
So, me thinking that a lot of children and young people like cute and fluffy things, i decided to show them my cute fluffy fursuit hand and feet paws, and i acted like i was my fursona, aoi the dutch angel dragon.
Living as a Skunk: chapter six
"here for the furry convention, and already in your fursuit, though i must say you must've spent a lot on it. it incredibly lifelike!" me and my mom both stare at each other. "i know right, i worked on it for a while."
Furry Coke Bottles
He recognized one of the traditional fursuiters as the costume of his older, nearly greymuzzle friend bernie, and the two posed for a camera shot in the hallway.
Getting dressed
I look up at the large catperson who protects me from everything. He smiles back at me, and he holds up a thickly padded plush costume, and says, "We are going out now. There is much danger out there, and I want you to be safe." I smile, blushing deep...
Stuck Forever
This time, i got beat up by other fursuits. i was finally out and got a shot from a bear. next thing i knew i was a stuffed animal in a store.
A Chance Encounter
She had gotten to see so many colorful fursuits, unable to resist herself in taking pictures with many of them and sharing them on twitter.
Torment and Misery: The Party
Eventually i find myself in a changing room with a red dragon fursuit laid out on a table. "just put that on and meet me back at the party" searline says before he takes off closing the door behind him.
Counter Earth Chronicles Fallen Empire Chapter 115: The Least Of His Sins
"you mean life without your um, fursuit? back at the lost city, she was helping a lot of us deal with things. she is a great teacher and great therapist." i replied.
Remove the Head
Remove the head, and what is left? A pile of blood and scales and bone All crumpled down into a heap beneath the sun-- Oh great Saint that saves us! Illustrious in design, ye mighty with a sword And helpful with shield and steed. A slice, a...
Town of Xiir'ah: Moving In
I'm surprised at how realistic is the fursuit. from the furs to the way the suit's mouth moved as she spoke, it seems like she **is** a doe-lady. "um, i want a room, please?" "just a second." she went and picked the nearest key she could get.
Anthrocon Fur Libs 2022 1: The Tapeworm and the Hyena
The moral of the story: never (fursuit) your (unicycles) before they've (dabbed)
Children of Infinity
Perhaps the most publicly known and defining aspect of our culture is fursuiting, the occasion where a person wears a costume representing any variety of species you can imagine, real or otherwise. fursuits, i find, are a means of liberation.