Changing in general is a fantasy of mine. Becoming something that I’m not, physically, and knowing it mentally. That’s really about it, I don’t fantasize that often. Most of the time when I’m spacing off and thinking I’m planning for a book, or for Papi’s blog instead of fantasizing.
That’s how it is at night too, zeast09 , though I almost never remember my dreams.
I legitimately have no idea. Never been in a situation where such a thing came up, and I’ve never thought about it.
I don’t know, that I’m a furry maybe?
Probably getting locked in the trunk of my parents’ car for a few hours when I was 8 or so. It was an accident, but it’s not something I’m going to live down for a while.
Oh yeah, and just kept going. It’s not the loud farts that you want to run from, but the toxic ones.
About 5.5" long and 1.5" diameter.
I have no shame
If they weren’t with someone else, Twyla, Vaeyla or Ruuqo. There are a few others, but they know who they are and I’d rather protect their wishes for privacy.
You lose anon.
Well, I’m demisexual so I don’t feel attracted to someone unless I have a connection to them, and I don’t like my mother, so I’d probably have sex with my true love (wishful thinking to begin with) in my mother’s body.
Nothing that really comes to mind as bad, but I did allude to the ‘you can’t eat all those apples’ thing in a novel I’ve worked on.
I drew a vagina on Papi once, so I guess that counts? I’m not opposed to drawing R34, I just haven’t really done it.