This is quite an old story, originally posted on a discord server by angsty teenage Carter. I find it reprehensible now, but perhaps it may have more value to you. I think it's a little depressing and sheds some light on how I saw being a furry back then. It's a hell of a time to psychoanalyze. I don't plan on writing anything like this any time soon, so don't get your hopes up.
Repost because I realized FA doesn't read rtfs. Thank you FA.
Repost because I realized FA doesn't read rtfs. Thank you FA.
Category Story / All
Species Fox (Other)
Size 120 x 79px
File Size 13.8 kB
Great story, and from a perspective we don't see enough of in the Transformation community. Sure, you have a new look,but how will society regard you? This is a question that I've seen many people brush off along the lines of "People in New York City see crazier things every day," which comes off to me as a bit lazy in writing. Even New Yorkers are bound to notice a walking, talking fox with realistic movements of the maw, ears, and tail as out of the norm even if that place is as crazy as people claim.
Also, that nanomachines bit made me smile. "NANOMACHINES, SON!"
Also, that nanomachines bit made me smile. "NANOMACHINES, SON!"
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