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Blog: Musky Writes


tags: furry, stories, muskwalker, transformation, weight gain, mental TF, human, dog, police, M/M, NC

original: https://muskwriter.tumblr.com/post/172365638335

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I stood on the sidewalk in front of the house that used to be mine, ready for a fight. Anyone who looked at me probably wouldn’t think me much of a fighter—a small otter, not even four feet tall, somewhat on the pudgy side. Anyone who knew my opponent,

I stood on the sidewalk in front of the house that used to be mine, ready for a fight. Anyone who looked at me probably wouldn’t think me much of a fighter—a small otter, not even four feet tall, somewhat on the pudgy side. Anyone who knew my opponent,

The shopping mall is even quieter at night than during the day, but I don’t mind it. People think it’s weird to live there, but some of us need to live in particular conditions that make it actually kind of decent. You might be a bit fragile to

The shopping mall is even quieter at night than during the day, but I don’t mind it. People think it’s weird to live there, but some of us need to live in particular conditions that make it actually kind of decent. You might be a bit fragile to

I started out by telling people I’d been in an accident. It was the only explanation that didn’t entirely freak people out, aside from a few very intimate friends online who knew the real truth: I hadn’t lost my good arm in an accident—I’d

I started out by telling people I’d been in an accident. It was the only explanation that didn’t entirely freak people out, aside from a few very intimate friends online who knew the real truth: I hadn’t lost my good arm in an accident—I’d

I wasn’t supposed to be in the restroom. I mean, I wouldn’t get into trouble for it directly, but if Master found out, it would lead to questions, and if my answers weren’t good, things might…go bad for me. But I needed a break. The diaper

I wasn’t supposed to be in the restroom. I mean, I wouldn’t get into trouble for it directly, but if Master found out, it would lead to questions, and if my answers weren’t good, things might…go bad for me. But I needed a break. The diaper

Most people come to a concert to watch the stage; me, it’s my job to watch the crowd. Tonight’s audience was rowdy—Macerator tended to draw a packed house—but at least they were focused on the music, not on rushing the stage or starting brawls

Most people come to a concert to watch the stage; me, it’s my job to watch the crowd. Tonight’s audience was rowdy—Macerator tended to draw a packed house—but at least they were focused on the music, not on rushing the stage or starting brawls

I lay in bed, surrounded by plushies, reaching blindly for the one I knew I wanted: my favorite. The one that was specially equipped to get me off. The poor bunny’s tail was encrusted with many months’ worth of cum—just the way I liked it—but

I lay in bed, surrounded by plushies, reaching blindly for the one I knew I wanted: my favorite. The one that was specially equipped to get me off. The poor bunny’s tail was encrusted with many months’ worth of cum—just the way I liked it—but

I was surprised to start getting responses to my personal ad. I mean, I knew I wasn’t hideous-looking, but I was over thirty—past the age of ‘gay death’—my slowing metabolism had already put close to a hundred pounds on my college weight, and

I was surprised to start getting responses to my personal ad. I mean, I knew I wasn’t hideous-looking, but I was over thirty—past the age of ‘gay death’—my slowing metabolism had already put close to a hundred pounds on my college weight, and

The lines at the grocery store stretched halfway back to the deli, giving me plenty of time to count the reasons I was itching to get back home to my mates. Most pressing was that my diaper was soggy to the point of sagging, and I had to keep pulling

The lines at the grocery store stretched halfway back to the deli, giving me plenty of time to count the reasons I was itching to get back home to my mates. Most pressing was that my diaper was soggy to the point of sagging, and I had to keep pulling

I always said my nose would never steer me wrong. I’m a beagle; we’re born to scent things out. There are a few life paths where a sense of smell will serve you well, but I always wanted to join the police—all the stories about good cops when

I always said my nose would never steer me wrong. I’m a beagle; we’re born to scent things out. There are a few life paths where a sense of smell will serve you well, but I always wanted to join the police—all the stories about good cops when

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