Arina-Artemis @arina_artemis@awoo.space

What if we kissed as our muzzles pushed out, caressing each other’s bodies as fur grew out, gently playing with each other’s growing tails…

What if we were vermin and we cuddled in a corner, kissing and stroking each other, being delightfully naughty almost entirely in plain sight of the so-called "high society"?

What do you call a day when you decide to have your hands turned into paws/hooves?

A hands-off day.

Look, I don't normally like association of donkeys with the Pleasure Island stuff.

That said, Lampwick TF from Pinocchio 2022 reinforces donk (and TF-ey) moods in me something fierce.

Participating not mandatory by any means, but will be appreciated. ♥️
https://drawme.share-on.me/yIplGHGBcw

Donkey/mule moods are back with a vengeance.
Wanna chomp at the bit and dig my hoofs in and strain and eventually overpower whatever binds life throws at me.

(Those moods are associated with donkeys for me for some reason)

I get that pussy high up between butt cheeks doesn't make sense for a bipedal creature.
But... Hot.

Just want to see a girl magically GROW. Taller, more muscular, fatter. Bigger boobs, wider butt. Cock growth is a plus but not necessary.

Wanna see her grow more bestial too. Like a horse. Hear her moans of joy turn into animalistic calls. See the tail grow. Hooves or paws. Face pushing into muzzle. Mane, manes are great.

Just let her feel stronger, faster, more liberated, more fire in her veins, all the raw energy coursing through her veins as she becomes something more.

In the furry world, wolves still hunt for cows and sheep. Not to eat their meat, mind you. Rather for, you know, different purposes and different "meat".

Nothing ever stays the same. Falling asleep every night, you have no idea whether you'll wake up in a bed, or in a barn, or in a terrarium, or in a hole in the ground. You never know whether you'll have skin or fur or feathers, how many toes, biped or quadruped, what sort of genital configuration will you have, whether you will be barren and sexless or heated and fertile.

You can ask xer of course, and fae usually complies, tinkering with your current form or wrapping you in a new one altogether.

And sure, it took some time to get used to. But nowadays, you happily embrace the constant change, the sweet chaos. Living through every possible form with its help, and zhe happy to see you live through them.

Your eldritch girlfriend† enjoys toying with your form. And really, so do you. She explained once that one of the reason ze was so attracted to you was a longing for change, on the deepest level, that you often professed to hir.

† Really, they don't mind "girlfriend" or "boyfriend" or any other term of endearment. He told you once gender is no more important to em than an outfit, easily thrown together and just as easily forgotten.