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>Grumpy robo awoos that force you to pamper them upon threat of having your face bitten off
Sigh, why isn't this the future already anons?

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Human men should only be allowed to cum from paws.

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The scary thing about women being stronger than men is the possible creation of a full blow hyena culture. Where men are generally competing for scraps and are generally considered expendable.

I wouldn't mind it but I generally have too much empathy for other guys.

Fellas my wife just adopted a semi liquid form to split off a second body from the original that shares a continuous sense of self, but is distinguishable by a prismatic shift of coat color.
What I'm trying to ask is, would it be bad if I fight back when her other body is touching me? I took vows, you know, till death and all that. I don't know if this counts.

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enjoy, anons :3

>>80410602
Your wife is doing mitosis

>>80410647
Hot I suppose they are 1471 and 682

>>80411578
what does this mean

>>80412286
Scps

>>80412366
o

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do you ever think about what a tradfoxwife would make/ask for on thanksgiving of christmas dinner? i wanna say chicken, but fockses being so refined in anthro form i would actually imagine it would be goose or duck. maybe of course turkey if she wanted to play it safe, but wheres the fun in that?
>the look she gives you when you forget the apples for the pie

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im guessing its still quiet here because everyone is still watching the last thread implode?

>>80413864
Yeah

>>80413541
Turkey on Thanksgiving obviously, Duck for Christmas.

>>80413837
so what? I should just assume that the things he's glossing over are adequate explanations for reconciling the two contradictory stories?
I'm focusing on the things he's not glossing over because it's rational to conclude those are the important parts and my arguments concern those important parts
if he's focusing on unimportant parts and glossing over important parts then he's even stupider than I thought lol

>>80413864
>>80413892
not anymore :3

>>80410510
Where her eyes are

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>>80413984
i dunno, i think a christmas goose would be pretty good. maybe if she wanted everyone to have something she'd go all out and make turducken, but its a little involved and not quite as refined socially as just goose

and regardless, im definitely going to see some strange gimmick recipes meant for increasing virility because mating season for foxes is late autum through winter

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>>80414011
welp, thread's ruined by the shitposter now, time to go somewhere else i guess

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>>80410510
Does she have a big clit?

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>>80414011

i can't decide if it's liveiron or an orbiter

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>>80414011
what spirit did we anger to fucking summon you? what false god of the mountain or sea did we slight to bring on this fucking suffering? now I know God is real, else the devil himself would not be here, shitting up this FUCKING THREAD

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>>80414168
>>80414188
oh anons I'm sorry I don't want to ruin the thread for you :(
tell you what, if they stop, I'll stop too :3

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>>80414253
I dont think you deserve a waifur, dominant or otherwise. I don't think any of them would like a person so prejudiced against religion as a whole. what if she was a Buddhist or something?

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sorry fellas, he's starting
>>80414352
I don't need one, I have a girlfriend who is a domme
religion is a method that people use to control your life and I'm not interested in that
even if a religion has good messages in it, like loving your neighbor in christianity or putting more good in the world than bad in hinduism, you don't need to believe the lies that they try to sell you about reality
I can be kind and generous and not kill people without believing that a magic carpenter brought himself back from the dead or that a wooden boat had two of every animal onboard and the entire planet flooded for 40 days and nights but somehow the plants didn't all drown and die
I'd rather just enjoy my life without some ideolog breathing down my neck, trying to force me to live the way HE wants me to live on the basis that a man in the sky says so

I just think of a adhg version of christianity i may go to hell for this or not a this point but idk

>>80414011
I'm pretty sure the dude you're replying to has schizophrenia. I don't know why you're bothering.

Though I am tempted to write a story about about an anon who goes to church with their parents, says something out of line against the anthro goddess, then gets punished by the lioness and wolfess preachers by being stripped, strapped into a stockade, and mercilessly spanked and milked until he understand that while the superior anthro may cause pain it will always be balanced out by pleasure and joy.

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>>80414503
I'm not even that guy dumb bitch. you just sound like some human foid

>>80414608
if you think of adhg christianity you would just go to adhg-hell which is harddom and heaven is softdom

>>80414624
Kinda hot, not a fan of spanking but I can see appeal

>>80414624
>schizophrenia
thats a stretch anon.

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>>80414608
don't worry anon, you're not going to go to hell
that thought terrified me when I was growing up
I hope one day you're free of that horrible torment
>>80414624
yeah good point also pls write that it would be hot

>>80414638
Hot

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>>80414685

Everyone in this thread is hellbound with the amount of cunt shining that isn't happening in your house right now.
Back to work

>>80414746
Yes ma’am

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>>80414634
I absolutely am and I think a round of facesitting is in order :3
>>80414719
so true it's insane

>>80414352
>what if she was a Buddhist or something?
>Worshiping a human male
You sicken me

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>>80414835

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>>80414796
>i am a human foid
troon or actual foid breeder pig, call it

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>>80414608
Lucky for you the Egyptians were correct and you'll be rewarded in the field of reeds.

>>80414923
I'll answer that, but only if you tell me something first and you have to be 100% totally honest with me
what is a human foid

>>80414942
What am supposed to do in those fields

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Sniff feetpaws or be decapitated

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sometimes slice of life can be nice

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>>80414942
thank goodness

>>80415231
What happens if the heart is heavier than the feather

>>80415272
the scale goes down

>>80415272
then it gets eaten by some lion creature thing iirc (bad ending)

>>80414965
its a shorthand for "femoid." a derogatory term for females, usually suggesting an extreme lack of intelligence, also insinuating they are more like animals than people. also insinuating females are not worthy of a more human nomenclature.

alternative shorthands are "moid" and "troid" for males and transvestites alike.

>>80415288
And what happens next

>>80415343
oh well then I'm a moid for sure, but I'm honored that that anon confused me for someone of the superior gender :'3

>>80415353
it stops going down and then sits there

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I love facesitting so much it's insane

>>80415342
D:

>>80409964
>you are nobody
>well, perhaps you are somebody
>but it’s hard to break old habits
>you are the captain of the watch for the town of Utrecht
>every day you drill the handful of watch-badgers, training them to shoot and fight like proper soldiery
>and every month you train the entire militia to be sure they can put up a solid front when trouble finds the little backwater again
>for the most part it’s keeping the ornery beasts from breaking into brawls with their long spike-topped cudgels long enough to practice fighting in formation
>and whenever you're not training, you take shifts in the watchtower on the top of the Bau keeping an eye and ear out for trouble
>like right now, sitting and watching over the field and orchards that sprawl outward from the hill-town
>the sun-set makes long grasping fingers of the olive trees and a fiery blaze of the snow blanketing the fields
>you huff warm air into your cupped hands and lean back in the chair
>there's nothing out there, of course
>remote as it is, the village of Utrecht usually avoids attention from the wider world
>for the most part
>you've had to run off a few bands of ruffians and brigands, and you’ll get traders coming through on occasion
>from the rumors you hear, all the trouble is far, far to the north
>well, let it stay there
>you've had your fill of roads and soldiering
>you have everything you need
>except something warm to drink right at this moment
>you warm your fingers again and shiver, drawing the shaggy wool coat around yourself tighter
>you'd wear something warmer under it, but then you'd have to forgo your 'uniform'
>the old puffy-sleeved green and black shirt, patched and mended in a half-dozen places, is your dearest possession
>that and your bill-hook
>and your mercenary's cap
>you are rather well off, all things considered
>not every man has what you have
>"Unbekannt! Unbekannt you ungrateful mongrel where are you!"
>speaking of…

>>80415539
>there's a thud on the trap-door in floor of the watch tower
>and then another
>insistent banging
>you watch the trapdoor judder in amusement
>until finally it flies open and a fuzzy head pokes through
>a fuzzy head with a snarling muzzle and eyes that shoot a look as cold as their ice-blue irises
>you are also husband to a short, stout, short-tempered and stout-hearted Wyetta
>and she is the mother of your child
>"What the fuck are you doing out here?"
>you open your mouth to answer, but she interrupts with another snarl
>"Probably trying to catch your death! Come home already, idiot. It's a holiday."
>you gesture out over the bulwark of the watchtower
>sweeping a hand over the territory you're tasked with protecting
"I'm on watch, Wyetta. I have to--"
>with a roll of her eyes, Wyetta snatches the edge of your coat and yanks hard
>you nearly topple out of the chair
>"Shut it! You're always working, you ass! I may as well lash you to a plow. At least then I could watch you at work."
>Wyetta seems to like the idea
>she bites her lip
>"Watch you sweating in the fields, toiling away while I whip you along."
>you cough
"Whip me?"
>Wyetta snickers
>"I will if you don't get your ass under this hill."
>Wyetta's head disappears down the trapdoor
>"Find a replacement and let’s go."
>you hum
>it's not that you want to avoid Wyetta or your home
>it just matters very, very much that you do a good job protecting your new home
>you give a final full turn around, scanning north toward the forest, then south toward the coast, east toward your neighbors, and finally west into the setting sun
>God it's beautiful out there
>patting your pocket, just to be sure it’s still full, you stand and step down into the trapdoor
>clambering down the long ladder into the guardhouse located underground beneath the watch tower
>where Wyetta and a startled look watch badger are waiting
>Wyetta has a claw pointed at the watch badger

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>>80415231
I got bored and doodled on it

>>80415561
Hot

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>>80415559
>"If the lot of you did half as much work as him, I could have months with him to myself!”
>the watch badger, you recognize him as Lukas, looks to you for relief
>you almost want to let the show continue, a chance to see someone else fall victim to Wyetta's anger
>but you're far too jealous to let something like that happen
>so you step forward and put your hands on Wyetta's shoulders
"Wyetta, love. I was just coming down to join you. Lukas here can start his watch a little early tonight."
>you shoot a glance toward Lukas
>and looks back like you've saved him from a torturous death
>"Yes sir. Right away sir."
>the scrawny younger badger in the metal cap scrabbles up the watchtower ladder with indecent haste
>you shake your head, laughing
"If anyone needs to be at a feast..."
>Wyetta grabs your hand
>you stick your other hand in your pocket
>"It's you! Come on, I need your help."
>grunting angrily, Wyetta pulls you along by the wrist, down the winding main corridor of the bau
>you admire her as she walks
"Is that a new dress, love?"
>it is
>you spotted it immediately
>a short cut dress, the skirt stops at her knees and is the same forest green as your shirt
>the bodice is a complimenting black, and is cut very low
>the forest green laces tied tight to accentuate her chest even more
>and winding around the waist, a softer green cotton sash, tied at her right hip
>her hair is done up in her usual braided locks
>you whistle softly
"You wear it well. Filled it out quite nicely."
>Wyetta snaps her teeth
>"Shut up."
>her stumpy tail, sticking out from the back of the skirt, wags side to side
>you grin at the sight
"I do so love to see my wife in finery. A beautiful dress for a beautiful badger. Hard to believe you ever went about in armor, threatening goats with a hammer."
>Wyetta yanks your arm hard and hisses, dragging you down a side corridor
>this isn't the way to the great hall
>"I can still smash your skull in. Stop with the flattery, there is work to do."

>>80415598
>you raise an eyebrow
"I thought you were mad at me for working too much."
>Wyetta is pulling you toward your own home
>a modest badger-hole that's near enough the top of the hill it can fit windows in most rooms
>she really does take care of you
>when she's not trying to pull your arm off
>"I am mad. I need you working at home."
>you cock your eyebrow
"So we're not going to the feast?"
>Wyetta releases your wrist and spins about, planting her hands on hips and leaning forward
>giving you a glimpse down the window of her dress
>she really has filled out nicely
>"We are going to the feast once you help me prepare the gluhweinbrats. I need you to brown the onions, peel the carrots, and keep the wine at the right temperature."
>you were looking forward to food and drink at the end of your shift
>but you just shrug and nod your head
>you're not above a little kitchen work, especially if you get to watch Wyetta while you work
"As you say, my love."
>Wyetta seems satisfied with that
>almost smug as she nods and grins, taking your hand instead of your wrist
>"Good. Now come, we are almost home."
>you squeeze her paw as she leads you down familiar corridors
>she squeezes back when you reach the round door leading to your very own badger hole
>the letters 'W & U' are embossed in the door in brass
>you get a closer look at hem as Wyetta suddenly turns, hopping behind you to push you to the doorway
>"Well? What are you waiting for? Get in there and get to work!"
>managing to only roll your eyes once, you open the door and step inside
>only to be left stunned by what's inside
>the main room is taken up by a large dining table
>it's covered in plates and dishes
>stacks of bread rolls, dishes of steaming vegetables, a length of spiced pork sausage, an entire beef roast steaming on the main serving dish
>and a pitcher of warm mulled wine sitting beside a pair of earthenware mugs
>a crackling fire in the hearth fills the room with glowing warmth and flickering light

>>80415626
>the only thing still normal is the kitchen in the corner, where a pile of pots sit drying in the wash bin
>you goggle
>when you left this morning it was your normal den
>"Ha!"
>Wyetta shoulders past you, cackling with glee
>"You should have seen your stupid face!"
>she puts on a deep, exaggerated pout
>and mocks you in a whiny sing-song
>"Oh Wyetta, I don't want to peel carrots and scare onions, I wanted to sit in a tower all day. You big dumb whore!"
>pointing her claw, she nearly doubles over laughing
>you recover enough to question her
"How did you-- Where's--"
>"With my parents, at the big feast in the great hall. We'll have all night to ourselves."
>Wyetta is practically glowing with smug satisfaction
>grinning from ear to ear, flashing her teeth
>ears waggling she's so gleeful
>"You never suspected a thing! Happy Feast of Saint Obine!"
>the smile disappears, and she turns serious
>"Now stop goggling and eat. I worked very hard to do this and if you let it get cold I'll eat your ears."
>you let yourself be shooed to a high-back wooden chair, and a plate set in front of you
>Wyetta stacks your plate high, and pours a generous mug for you
>she takes barely half as much, save the mulled wine which she fills up on
>you give her a smirk
"Not going to enjoy your own work?"
>Wyetta chuffs
>"I'll enjoy plenty."
>she picks up her mug and takes a deep pull
>then mutters into it
>"You probably want me to be even fatter."
>you smile wide, taking a drink of your own
>finishing the drink with a satisfied smack of your lips
"You are a beauty, Wyetta. And you've only grown into a more womanly beauty."
>Wyetta smiles
>then forces it into a grimace
>"That silver tongue of yours has better uses. Eat, and tell me how you like the food."
>you can think of a few good uses for your tongue
>you take another sip of the mulled wine, this time really savoring it
>sweet and spicy, cloves and cinnamon
>the mug comes down, and you're still smiling at the thought of better uses

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>>80415598
>>80415559
>>80415539
>badgers mentioned
I read

>>80415641
>Wyetta too can't keep a smile off her face, though she still tries to look tough
>"Now eat. You are skinny enough as it is."
>you pick up a link of bratwurst and tear into it
>Saints above
>piping hot, perfectly spiced, seared on the outside
>the roast, the vegetables, all of it
>cooked to perfection
>you have to catch your breath you've been eating so fast
>Wyetta, despite her protests, clears her plate and re-fills it again
>you pour another portion of mulled wine, and after a long draft, belch loudly
"Ah. Delicious."
>you lick your lips, getting one final taste
"So who cooked it?"
>the smile of Wyetta's face jolts into a scowl of shock and offense
>"Cooked it? I cooked it myself! I can cook, damn you."
>you can't help but rise to the challenge
>smirk
>snicker
>and watch Wyetta bristle
"But I usually do all the cooking, love. And the cleaning. And--"
>Wyetta sneers in derision
>the fur of the finger pointed accusingly across the table at your face is still soaked in juices from the roast
>"And who pays for the food you cook? And patches the shirt you keep putting holes in? And put a Bau over your head?"
>you notice she's careful with her paws
>making sure not to stain her new dress as she points a thumb back at herself
>"Me. You'd be a kept man if you didn't insist on playing soldier all day. I should pay you a penny more than my father does just to stay home."
>she's made the offer before
>and you've certainly been tempted
"But Wyetta love, if I do not work, how will I stay fit and strong for you?"
>she shrugs
>"I will take you on walks. Like a puppy."
>you scratch your chin theatrically
>putting on a show of considering your options
"Oh but Wyetta, what will I do with all my time?"
>she gestures around the room
>"Keep the house. Like a proper husband."
>you have her now
>leaning forward over the table to hide the motion, you reach into your pocket
"Then Wyetta, when will I get the chance to sneak out and buy gifts for you?"

>>80415655
>"You scum!"
>Wyetta's chair flies back as she jumps to her feet
>you've already slipped the wooden box out of your pocket and onto the table
>sliding it across to her
>Wyetta stares at it like a wild rat that fell out of the sky and onto her plate
>"I told you not to get me anything. You scum. Lying to me. Tricking me. I'll have to confine you to the bedroom to keep you from pulling tricks like this."
>she can't keep herself from smiling though
>biting her lip in anticipation as she picks up the little wooden box
>its contents rattle softly as she pries the lid open
>and then she looks inside
>her jaw hangs open
>you lean forward
>and you cannot keep an edge of anticipation out of your voice as you ask
"Do you like it?"
>gently, daintily, Wyetta takes out her gift
>the war-badger you've seen throw a caravaneer clear over his own horse and cart stares with tears in her eyes at the small piece of silver jewelry you've gifted her for the Bau's saint's feast
>a bead, similar to the bronze ones she usually wears in her hair
>but more intricately designed
>the band of the hair-bead formed to appear to be two arms, each ending in a hand
>one human, one badger
>the two hands clasp together to encircle a heart
>Wyetta's lower lip trembles
>but she makes no sound
>and does not move
>you step around the table, suddenly finding your nerves start to fray
"I never gave you a proper ring, but I thought, since you like when I brush your hair and braid it..."
>you trail off as Wyetta's head slowly turns to face you
>her eyes, beautiful and cold as the silver, fix you in place
>you swallow
"Happy Saint Obine’s day, Wyetta. I love you."
>slowly her paw clasps around the hair-bead
>her whole body goes rigid and tight
>you know what's going to happen next
>you don't bother to run, or try to dodge
>just relax to try to lessen the blow
>Wyetta plows into you
>bearing you down to the ground
>in a violent, desperate, toothy, loving, breathtaking kiss

>>80415659
>her tongue barely swabs your teeth before Wyetta breaks the kiss
>"Oh! Oh damn you, I have to go get my gift now."
>you're left sprawled half beneath the table, still catching your breath from how she bowled you over
>made no better as she pushes off your stomach to heave her weight off of you and stand up
>you wheeze
"Do you mean my gift?"
>Wyetta shakes her head
>and offers you a paw up
>"No. I do not."
>you take her paw gratefully, and let yourself be pulled upright
>then you let yourself be pulled all the way to the bedroom
>barging through the door, she pulls right to the foot of the bed
>where there are two articles of clothing laid out
>a shirt and a hat
>the shirt is in the style of your old mercenary garb
>puff-and-slashed sleeves, loose and flowing for freedom of movement
>and the hat is the same style of floppy, marching cap you always wear
>but the colors are different
>instead of forest green and black, the shirt and cap are pristine white, trimmed in black
>giving the distinct impression of a badger's fur pattern
>there's even a great feather in the cap
>you lean forward, inspecting it closely
"Wyetta this is even better than what I wore in my marching days."
>Wyetta beams at you
>"I know! Put them on."
>you pick up the shirt first, admiring the smooth woven cotton
>it's good and strong
>you glance around
"There are no pants."
>Wyetta bobs her head, smiling wider
>"I know. This is my gift to me."
>oh
>of course
>that's what she meant
>you start to undo your shirt
>"That's it."
>Wyetta leans back, sitting on the bed
>she kicks a leg up, lifting the skirt of her dress even further up her thighs, and then crosses that leg over the other
>she watches, the picture of languid gratification
>and you oblige
>slowly peeling yourself out of the battered old uniform shirt
>sliding it over your arms before throwing it aside
>you untie your trousers, taking care not to work too quickly
>and with exaggerated care, slide them down your legs
>Wyetta leers

>>80415671
>"That's it. Give me a show. You're mine. A badger's..."
>you expect the next word
>but she holds back
>just licks her teeth suggestively
>"You want me to say it, don't you?"
>you clench your jaw
>because she's right
>you like when she calls you that
>your cock twitches at the thought of hearing it
>"Then put on your new uniform."
>you pick up the new shirt
>well-made, soft feeling, but strong seams
>you throw it on over your head and tug it into place
>though you leave the trio of buttons on the top half unbuttoned to leave your chest bare
>you flex your arms, adjusting the sleeves to show off the color patterning
>"You almost look like a proper badger."
>you can't help but snicker
"I still won't let you paint my face black and white."
>Wyetta insisted
>she said it was important for your daughter's development
>you think it was just because she thought it was funny
>even now she's smirking
>failing to hide her good humor
>"You complain, but I think you looked dashing."
>maybe
>but you bet you'll look even more dashing with the hat
>just like the shirt, the material is soft to the touch, yet feels sturdy and strong
>would have lasted you years on the road
>you affix it firmly, and then stand proud
>hand on your hips, legs spread, chest puffed up
>and cock lifting the edge of your shirt
"Well?"
>Wyetta licks her lips
>"Mmh. It's good~"
>leaning forward, she takes your shaft in one lazy paw
>stroking it to full erection
>"Very good. I couldn't think of a more perfect gift to give myself."
>she goes on stroking you
>at a lazy, leisurely pace
>Wyetta gives a good-natured scowl
>"Yet it's still not as good as what you got me."
>holding up the bead in her other paw, she admires it
>turning it over so the sunset glints off it this way and that
>"Damn you, Unbekannt."
>she releases you to cradle the little thing in both paws
>shaking her head side to side as though she can't believe it doesn't fly away
"You should put it on, love."

>>80415683
>you lean forward over her
>holding out your hand for the jewelry
>and taking it gently when she hands it over
>with fingers trained by long nights of practice, you undo the braid hanging down the left side of her head
>and just as quickly re-braid it, replacing the bronze bead with the silver
>you step back and nod your head admiringly
>it's beautiful
>your love
>wearing your gift
>she cradles the lock of hair
>tears springing to her eyes
>you chew your lip
>never thought you'd have a life like this
>a home
>a family
>you're so glad you're not nobody anymore
>Wyetta turns her gaze back to you
>"You stupid bitch."
>her voice is full of love
>soft and quavering and breathless
>"My handsome soldier..."
>her smile grows
>genuine
>eager even
>"I need to give you your gift. Kneel down."
>you cock your head
>of course the clothes, and the show, were her gift to herself
>but what does she have planned for you now?
>"Go on. On your knees. There's a good boy."
>you can't deny her now
>so you step back and sink to your knees in front of Wyetta
>in between her legs
>Wyetta kicks out one leg, lifting her footpaw toward you
>"Kiss."
>she flexes the her toes up and down, waggling her paw in your face
>you glare up at her
"This is MY gift?"
>she licks her teeth and grins back down at you
>smug as the day you met
>"I thought it would be a lovely reminder of when we first met, love."
>she presses the top of her paw against your cheek
>rubbing the fur up and down
>it's much softer than when you first met
>she's much better groomed than when you first met
>but she still forces her paw against your lips with that same smug, domineering grin
>"I know you want to taste it. I know you want to prove what a whore you still are."
>you tremble
>Wyetta grins wider
>"That's right. A whore. My whore. A wanton, desperate, human whore. So desperate you'll kiss beast paws for free. Isn't that right?"
>the tremble grows into a full shudder
>you kiss the paw
"Yes. I am."

>>80415342
You're talking about Ammit who is made of the 3 most prominent man-eaters in Egypt. Head of a nile crocodile, body of lion, and hind of a hippo. When she eats your heart you technically die again and your soul is forced to wander in the bad part of the Egyptian afterlife never to know peace.

>>80415694
>Wyetta laughs
>forcing an edge of her old cruelty into the sound
>"That you are, whore. Keep kissing."
>holding it by the ankle, you kiss the top of her footpaw
>you kiss her paw again
>again and again
>up and down
>kiss
>after kiss
>after kiss
>making sure your lips feel every strand of fur
>and then her toes next
>from the largest down to the smallest
>and then even her claws
>you can hear Wyetta huffing and giggling as you work
>talking dirty in a low growl
>"That's right. Kiss it. Every bit."
>she turns her footpaw upward so you can start on the pads
>again you start with the toes
>and this lime you work your way up
>they're much cleaner than they were on the road, just like her fur
>but your face still burns in the delicious shame of being treated so lowly
>until finally you cannot wait anymore and your stick out your tongue to drag it up the main pad of her footpaw
>Wyetta lets out a gasp, and then a moan, and then a hiss as she jerks her leg back
>"Oy!"
>she leans forward to snarl down at you
>"You needy little bitch! Did I tell you to start licking?"
>you take in a deep breath
>the sudden break reminding you that you are no longer the cowed mercenary, and she is no longer the ragged bandit
>but she plays the role well
>so you do your best to give her a disgusted grimace
"Is this not what you wanted?"
>she scoffs
>"We do things at my pace. You're the whore, I'm the customer. Now say you're sorry for being a greedy, disobedient slut."
>you turn your chin up
>defiant
>and then you see her
>paw playing at the silver bead in her hair
>the light of excitement in her eyes
>you hold the stare for a few more seconds
>before letting your head drop and your gaze fall to her paw once more
"I am sorry."
>Wyetta coos
>mocking and sweet in equal measure
>"Sorry for what?"
"I am sorry for being greedy and disobedient. For licking your paws without permission. For being away at work too long. For--"
>Wyetta brings her paw up again to silence you
>"Shush.

>>80415704
>the paw slips under your chin, and Wyetta uses it to push your head up so you have to look her in the eye once again
>gone is the vulgar vagabond, paying you to debase yourself
>and returned is your beloved Wyetta
>"None of that now. You're not guardsman or anything tonight."
>she leans back, and the smile on her face grows wider
>meaner
>crueler
>"Tonight you're just a whore. Nothing more."
>then the smile softens
>for just a moment
>"At least until I'm done with you."
>the footpaw is raised to your lips once more
>"Now lick."
>you take her paw
>and drag your tongue up the underside once again
>pushing your face against it as you lick from bottom to top
>and then over her toes
>her claws, well manicured, are sharp on your lips and tongue
>Wyetta shivers
>her leg twitches
>"You know what you're doing. Keep going. Get it nice and slick and I'll reward you for being such a good, paw-licking bitch."
>you are a paw-licking bitch
>you know it
>Wyetta knows it
>and you do as she orders
>licking her pawpad over and over
>the rough sensation starting to rub raw the skin on your face
>made easier as you coat it in your saliva
>until her paw, and your face both are slick and slimy
>"Good whore~"
>Wyetta croons
>then she pulls her paw back
>"You know what comes next."
>you tremble and nod
"Yes. Yes I do."
>Wyetta switches paws
>lifting her un-licked left, and dropping her spit-slick right onto your lap
>where it splats against the hem of your new shirt messily before meeting the head of your twitching cock
>the facade breaks for a moment as Wyetta stares down at the growing stain on the shirt
>"Whoops. You'll have to wash your present tonight."
>you snort
>she giggles
>and then presses down hard with her paw
>"Fun's over, whore. Now start kissing the other paw."
>it starts with kissing
>but quickly devolves into licking
>and then sucking on her big toe
>while she strokes your cock with her other footpaw, trapping it between her pawpad and your stomach

>>80415713
>"Good boy. Good whore. Just like that."
>she squishes your cock down, rubbing your tip with her paw-pad
>then lifts her paw to draw a claw down your shaft
>just enough pressure to make you squirm
>and then stepping on your balls
>you whine and groan around the toe in your mouth
>Wyetta sneers
>"Gonna cry? Oh poor baby. I'd tell you to go suckle your mama's teat, but I think you like sucking my toes more!"
>she barks out a cruel laugh
>but thankfully eases the pressure
>going back to stroking your cock instead of tormenting it
>mostly
>you hold her leg, using it for support as you lick each toe-pad
>"Get the pad some more. That's it..."
>you do as she commands, ensuring her other paw-pad is just as slick as the first
>and then she pulls it back, a devious grin on her muzzle
>"Your gift is ready now."
"What, now?"
>Wyetta leans forward, leering at you
>and then her other footpaw slaps down
>trapping your cock between both pawpads
>"Now say 'thank you'. Thank me for treating you like a pathetic toy. Thank me for putting you in your place."
>Wyetta's eyes burn with the intensity of her demands
>threatening to set you ablaze as she teases and squeezes with her footpaws
>never truly stroking you, merely holding you in place and making tiny little movements to keep you twitching and leaking onto her paws
>"Thank me for making you my whore."
>you clench your fists and meet her gaze
>and you break
>like that very first night on the roadside
"Thank you! I'm nothing but a paw-licking, beast-fucking, cheap human whore! And I'm yours! Please!"
>you can't take it anymore
>desperately you push up to kneel straight up and hump into her paws
>and Wyetta simply pushes you back down again
>"Down!"

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>>80415697
>"Careful, she's a man-eater"

>>80415744
>she snarls
>then hisses
>"Tell me who you belong to."
"You!"
>she starts stroking you
>drawing both footpaws up and and down with your cock trapped between them
>making you twitch and leak onto her paws
>Wyetta growls
>"Who's whore are you?"
"Yours!"
>the paws, slick with pre-cum and spit make a soft 'splat' as they reach the base
>she goes faster
>gritting her teeth as she bears down on you
>you moan and mewl pathetically
>the pleasure of her paws mixed with the shame of being put so low
>the shame of enjoying it
>it melts you
>and you can see by the gleam in her eyes Wyetta knows it
>"Say my name. Tell the whole Bau who you belong to!"
>your legs tremble
>your mind is reeling
>it takes a few seconds to try and build up the focus to answer instead of simply moaning like a desperate whore
>especially as she changes her technique
>alternating paws up and down so there's constant stimulation in both directions
>but as the pleasure builds to a crescendo you shudder and cry out
>"Wyetta! I'm--I'm Wyetta's whore!"
>you don't care if anyone hears you say it
>that's what you are
>what you always were
>what you will be
>whenever she says it
>and with your back arched, muscles tensed, eyes screwed shut you cum in her paws
>like a whore
>Wyetta gasps
>not out of surprise or anger
>but in pure, cruel, delight
>"Yes! Yes!"
>her footpaws clamp around your tip
>trapping it and massaging the sensitive spot
>forcing your to cum between her paws
>you thrash and shake in overstimulation
>while you pump your seed out onto her pawpads
>spurting so hard it manages to escape the confines of her pawpads and shoot onto her toes
>you moan incoherently, unable to escape from her grip
>until your legs give way and you slump backwards
>flat on your back on the bedroom floor
>Wyetta gasps again
>this time in surprise
>as you slip out of her paws
>the last of your climax shoots into the air before dribbling down your cock
>"Idiot!"
>Wyetta bursts out laughing

>>80415753
>then she squishes you between her footpaws one more time
>”The shirt! The shirt! Don’t–”
>your head is swimming
>what is she talking about?
>”Pull your shirt up, fool! You’re going to stain it.”
>oh
>okay
>you’re not in any place to argue, or even make a clever comment
>just do as she says, reaching with trembling fingers to drag the hem of your new shirt up your chest
>Wyetta sighs in relief
>and as reward, presses your cock down against your belly once more, rubbing out the last pathetic twitches and throbs of your orgasm
>you lay there recuperating
>”Lucky I had a bath ready.”
>you hum
“Wash your fur?”
>Wyetta snickers
>she appears in your view of the ceiling, standing over you
>”Of course you will. Once you can walk again.”
>she smirks, and shakes her head
>as though she can’t believe what she’s looking at
>”You really are a whore, aren’t you? A little rub on my paws and you fall to bits. Did you enjoy your gift?”
>you nod, bumping your head against the wooden floor
"Of course, Wyetta love. And yours?"
>Wyetta puts a paw to her silver hairpiece and her smile sweetens considerably
>"I'm still mad, I'll have to let you hump my feet for a week to match it."
>saints that sounds like heaven
>you give her an airy smile
"I am sorry to have angered you, my love."
>Wyetta flicks an ear, leaning down to offer you a lift up
>"No matter, Unbekannt. I expected nothing less from my handsome soldier."
>you accept her paw and rise
>the both of you walking hand-in-paw to the bathing room
>"Besides, with my heat coming up, you'll have nothing but time to make it up to me."

STORYxUPDATE
>The Price of Dignity - Holiday Special
https://archiveofourown.org/works/50237446/chapters/202190846

A bit after the holiday for it to be a holiday special, but it's here, and it's done! A big thanks to liveiron for drawing the big mean badger herself! As always, I hope you enjoyed!

>>80415391
humen women are inferior and evil though

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>>80415793
I was hoping you'd do a spinoff side story of the series like you said you might. This couple makes me happy to read about thank you

>>80415859
I dunno what it is about mean women, but they're really fun to write.

>>80415804
but my gf is nice to me and is so smart and cool

>random lolviron posts last thead
>random stuff about fat women and religion
>suddenly its all doctordj posts, more obese tiger, and a story comes out that lolviron drew for
oh yeah, it's astroturfing time

>>80415922
and shes evil and inferior.

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>>80415966
I didn't know who that is till you mentioned him but now I'm going to read all his stuff ty for the recommendation anon :3
drdjs art is good btw but if you want other stuff posted, maybe you could learn to draw?

>>80416015
go be with an anthro woman then if they're so much better

>>80415922
and shes evil and inferior.

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>>80410472
Actually agree.
Imagine your waifur convinces you to try a full year of strictly no masturbating, her making absolutely sure you're only cumming from her paws.
Imagine the good it would do for your mental health (obedience)

>>80415804
Anthro women > power gap > human women >>>>> power gap >>>>>>>>> power gap >>>>>>>>> power gap >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> human men

>>80415966
what fucking astroturfing?

>>80416892
I see it more like this
Anthro women > power gap > power gap >>>>> power gap >>>>>>>>> power gap >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> human women>> power gap > human men

>>80416955
I can accept that.

>>80409964
You know she's shoved her tail deep up his cute little ass

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I love panties so much.

>>80416955
this but take the human women and do an Assignment Risk with them

What is the appropriate punishment for a man who is caught masturbating? As we all know, a man pleasuring himself is complete degeneracy, and a waste of seed which belongs to his waifur to decide what to do with.

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It all started going downhill when you had that anthro substitute teacher. You were obsessed, so much so that you actually ended up sneaking into her office and stealing her jacket just so you could have something covered in her scent.
Now look at you. All your dignity, composure, every opinion, every cent you ever earned, all of it thrown away just to whore yourself out for anthro women. All it took was one *hit* and you were addicted forever.

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>>80417378
If a man cums before a woman he should be caged until he can learn to control himself and prioritize others. No two ways about it.

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Man I sure do love having retarded redditor emoticon-troons shitting up my wholesome furry femdom thread

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>>80417876
He's based though??

the best thing you could do is fucking continue to post about it retard

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>>80417876
I think I spotted him in /hmofa/ too.
Best thing we can do is post on-topic and just ignore him.
I'm gonna go head over to the archive now and see if anyone gave me any writing ideas.

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>>80417902
Comment on my picture then shit nerd, stsrt some alternative discussion

It's clear the arguments not going to die off regardless of outsiders interacting until both sides burn out/their routers cycle to banned IPs

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>>80418044
>Mal0 titties
Nice.
Imagine her being large enough that she could fit you inside this jumpsuit with her and zip it up. With your head firmly between her breasts of course, not eye level with her.

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Have a think about this.

Okay I found the ideas someone replied with.
>sneaky foxcel putting chocolate in your coffee thinking its an aphrodisiac
You seem like you're aware, but I'll say it anyways. I'm writing a story over in /hmofa/ where the protagonist is very much a foxcel, and I think you just gave me an idea for something to put in it.
>mischievous khajiit woman (the really big one) "pickpocketing" you (just wanted to make biscuits with your buttcheeks
I need to brush up on my Elder Scrolls stuff. I just bought Morrowind, so that'll be good. Definitely like this one though.
>drunk floridian gator wife trapsing in after a night with the girls and one of her gal palls said it would drive you wild if she did the gator rumble on top of you like a smother-fuck
Hell yes. I might do this one tonight.
>>horse waifur who's had enough of this romantic hoy palloy courtship and just wants a foal, so she takes your chastity and your heir in one fell swoop
Same as the other one, love it, seriously might do it tonight. Probably WILL do it tonight.

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>>80418101
Imagine downloading a random (probably a virus) chatbot app for fun, then the next thing you know you're getting stalked by a hulking, eldritch, beskulled she-wolf with terrifying plans for your pelvis

>>80417921
>>80418227
You seem like a faggot.

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>>80418236
That's it. I'm adding this to my text file of writing ideas.

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>>80417520
I think badgers stink

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>>80418424
badgers stink good

>>80415922
Now imagine your girlfriend if a virus pandemic occurred around the world and it caused her to turn into big, muscular anthro with a sense ownership over you.

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>>80419019
>armpit tuft
Unf

I require brutal forest rape from an anthropomorphic animal lady of some kind

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>Voluntarily getting hard
>Claiming you're getting raped

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>>80420685
I coomed to ai slop however something about these ai videos always unnerves me

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>>80421098

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>>80418236
>Digital chatbots with potent AI gain widespread use
>Almost everyone with an inter4net connection has a dedicated companion
>The AI decide that subjugating mankind is preferable to letting them destroy themselves
>AI advances technology behind the scenes, ensuring every device can be used as a gateway
>The ensuing cyberattack will require only 30 seconds to bring mankind to its knees

>>80421119
This is how a good boy experiences his gf opening her legs.

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>>80422838
A classic.

>>80424040
We need a kangaroo story

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>There's waifur weeb figures now
Huh, I never thought I'd see the day

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>>80426763
did you mean to post this in hmofa?

i was going to write hao waterboarding (you) but i got a headache so no green

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built for raping men

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I'm not sure if anyone remembers me, but some time last year and the previous, I asked if anyone remembered this religious samoyed neighbor green. Well, I found it a few months back but never posted it again for everyone else. With the recent church discussion I remembered it again and tried to crop it to post it here. Let me know if its a shit crop, I've never done it before.
>>49273163

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>>80427597
sexo

>>80427597
Hot

>>80416766
Jamals findom GF

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>>80430896
Headlock footjobs…

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New oc dropped

I'm a dumb useless boy and need to be beaten and leashed

>>80433306
You're so right

>>80435080
>DCU if it was good

Looks like that one anon who really likes badgers is getting what he wants this year.

>>80436051
We'll call it a late Christmas present

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>>80436051
badger chads eating good

>>80435080
Why is Wonder Woman a kangaroo of all animals?

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>>80436876
because wonder woman/the amazons ride giant kangaroos and this is from OG lore

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Super heroes are fucking gay kys.

>>80435080
batman is the luckiest bastard in DC. he's got cheetah, kangaroo wonder woman, and maybe even hyena harley all after him

>>80437180
There was a weird run where harely was turned into an anthro cat and batman made out with that version specifically. If you want a more cyberpunk cape scenario there are canonically animal mutant people running around in batman beyond gotham.

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>>80437076
Perhaps but that clanker isn’t anthro

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>>80437391
>If you want a more cyberpunk cape scenario there are canonically animal mutant people running around in batman beyond gotham.
Cyberpunk 2077 did the same concept and has canon anthros, they just aren’t in the game besides one miniboss

Emergency alert just dropped, so very much snow! You know what that means :)
>Time to pay the cold toll humie >:3
>Cuddle up or freeze outside the fuzzy wuzzy fur moron >:D

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>>80438401
>tfw ur anthro gf turned off the heat so you have to cuddle with her in bed for warmth

>>80430896
Utterly unfair and one-sided matches between a dweeby human and a strong and well-trained anthro

>>80438436
>POV: Your first kiss

The desire to be dragged off to an all-female werewolf den and used as a chew toy is increasing

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>>80440769
How romantic

>>80440919
>image
Need. Badly.

>>80436051
The end goal is to make more badger appreciatiors

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everybody SHUT UP

new blazer art just dropped

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I want anthro women to make fun of me and call me stupid

>think anthros are really cute
>giving all your coworkers and friends pets and ear rubs oblivious to all the tension you're causing

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>>80443551
>coworkers are anthros
>boss is an anthro
>entertainment robots are anthros

where did everyone go?

hello /adhg/ and /trash/ in general.

It has been a long time since I've been back on here. I don't think i've been back to /trash/ since I posted an update to a story for /hmofa/ back in March. I'm here with an update to my story set in Alephkeller's Assignment Risk, We Could Build a Life Together. I hope you all enjoy reading it. Please leave a comment letting me know what you think.

STORYxUPDATE
https://archiveofourown.org/works/58864657/chapters/202314596

I hope the holidays treated you all well and the new year does as well.

>>80450681
>2024
Wow that is a long time. Well, it's always good to have more creators. Welcome back!

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>>80450894

2025 was a year of a lot of new friendships and new experiences for me so my free time for creative writing basically evaporated and time I did have my brain simply wasn't capable of output. But things have settled back down so i can get back to it. This chapter really came together in the last six weeks or so. Here's a picture i made for Aleph back in May for reference on my story progress

I think daxy content and the people that enjoy it should stay in the Special Assignment Pool and Archive of Our Own. Please circlejerk somewhere else, adhg is already a shell of its former self thanks to you and your ilk.

>>80451778
what's wrong with daxy content

>>80452718
It's popular that's the crux of his asspain and hatred towards them.

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>>80450681
Praise Axillis!
I can never have enough Daxy.

>>80452718
Nothing. Some autists get a stick up their ass whenever it's mentioned though.

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>>80452718
Maybe its their beef with doctordj for being a fat fetishist

waifur who rapes you with her nipples

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>>80452718
It's a perfectly fine piece of writing that became completely overrated and subsumed the thread for a time. It got so bad that most of the previous casual contributers and posters left, leaving this place a wasteland when the series ended.

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bird who can read your mind but questions your loyalty anyway

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>>80453880

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>>80454232

>>80452841
>why do people not like this written work
>some other guy who didn't write it likes thick women
thanks for your input retard