Furstrags dress up to seek attention in public, based fishermen call them r-slurred and gay, steal fursuit head and frick with them

>harass

>joked around at something r-slurred looking

> I was panicking!! (even though I was giggling the whole time)

They're basic r-slurs, but the furstrag is worst. That ultra-sensitive attitude is mind-killing.

Excitedly i get up from my chair.

Bounding downstairs, I turn the corner to the kitchen to see my mom (female).

"Mom! The new meta drama just dropped!"

She turns to me with a sad smile on her face.

"That's nice honey.... do you think you'll go back to school today?"

"This is more important!" I say, jumping out of my dad's hands. He tries to catch me every time I leave my room.

She starts to cry. "Cry more, foid." I say, swinging around still dodging my father. He starts to yell random words, mainsplaining mayo words at me agian.

"Lmao, bussy!" And then I sprint back upstairs, locking myself in my room.

I take the mummified remains of my cat, Marsey (no deadnaming!) Who sadly didn't survive my attempt to transition it. My parents still don't know where Marsey ( still not dead naming!) Went. Poor them.

I reopen the rdrama tab while lubing up my Marsey totem. Quickly I insert her into my bussy. Once I have finished the deed, i go to my bed and snuggle myself to sleep. Marsey, and rdrama by extension, having climaxed with me once more

Snapshots:

• archive.org

• ghostarchive.org

• archive.ph (click to archive)