the Hearth @Felthry@awoo.space

https://twistedsifter.com/2019/01/woman-forced-to-remove-dying-tree-turns-it-into-tiny-library-instead/
~Woman Forced to Remove Dying Tree, Turns It Into Tiny Library Instead~

You notice many fursuit parts around you, similar enough that they could easily belong to the same suit, but there are too many of them. Even though they're in pieces, the chest parts have barely visible slit openings, like a catsuit you can slide into. There's no zipper, but each opening looks like it holds shut well enough without one. You assemble enough parts to make a complete suit, and it looks more seamless than before. On a whim, you slip into it and put it on.

The suit immediately feels like it's your own skin. Wanting to share the experience with a friend, you assemble another suit for them to wear. As soon as you finish though, it springs to life, and you see and feel yourself in both suits at the same time.

It's a lot to take in, and you open up one of the suits to take it off. Once you regain your bearings, you notice that you're taking off the second suit, and the one you were wearing at first is a crumpled heap in front of you. You feel unusually cramped in a single form, and get distracted by thoughts of putting the suits back on. You want to be in two places at once again.

You decide to put on one of the suits again, and immediately find yourself in both suits. Good, but you don't know what to do with yourself now. You explore your forms, and as you flex your fingers, you make distinct hand gestures between both forms. You notice you can move them independently, so you wrap one of yourself around the other.

You settle on giving your other self a back rub. You really like the contact you're feeling on your other self's back, and it makes you a bit envious that they're getting such treatment. Even as you're thinking it, you're conflicted because you don't want to stop to switch places.

There are still many more suit parts around you, so you could make enough suits so both of you could get back rubs. You aren't sure you want to do that, so you just switch places instead.

As you do this, you notice that your suits still look like they can be taken apart. On a whim, you take off the head of your other suit to see if anything is underneath. There's nothing. Instead, it feels like you're carrying your own disembodied head. You set the head down and remove the head of your other suit, and it feels the same way. Experimenting, you put the suit heads on each other's shoulders, and they hold into place, feeling again like they belong there.

Curious now, you open up the front of your other suit's chest and look inside. You don't see anyone in there, so you climb in. Inside, it's a lot bigger, and you see many suits and suit parts around. All of them look like they'd fit with the suit parts you've seen so far, but each one looks different enough to be unique. As you consider pulling some out with you, you see your body in the distance, and get a strange out-of-body feeling from it. You decide to take it with you outside.

As soon as you emerge, you find yourself not wearing any of the suits, and the suits you were wearing are lifeless. You pat yourself to convince yourself it's all real, and notice a slit opening on your chest like on the suits. A desperate feeling of wanting to be worn washes over you.

#drawings today include concepting “what does a crowyote look like, anyway?”