Taris @Taris@gulp.cafe

what the FUCK
ex-FUCKING-cuse me???????

who wants to sit on the Rat Jockstrap chair?

My pets were always the best friends I ever had.

Warmth, acceptance, patience, tolerance and diligent ears were always fluffy, scaly or feathery.

Other humans my age couldn't seem to understand me.

I remember my distress over the daycare hamster being menaced by the biggest kid, and the rest thought it was hilarious.

School was even worse.

When I sprouted fur, fangs and claws I cried with joy, running straight to the deepest woods.

#TootFic #MicroFiction #Writing #TerylsTales #UrbanFantasy

But some people will just refuse to get it.

Aerodynamically speaking, a lavafox isn’t supposed to be able to fly. Which is why I had to eat all the aerodynamicists in order to shut them up.

Since our child was very little we have always had them pick out gifts for us on the appropriate holidays. We started this around the time they were 3 or 4 because it’s hilarious to see what someone that age selects for an adult.

So to understand the birthday gift my 8 year old got me, you have to know that they call me “Audr” (pronounced ODD-er). It was what they chose when they were 5 and we were like “ummm Daddy isn’t gonna work anymore.”

You should also know that this year they bought @caprimoon a stuffed Narwhal.

So this is my gift, a stuffed otter—a “Bashful Otter,” according to the tag. My child suggested the name “Poker” because that’s what I do all day—play poker. 😆

i think it's neat that foxes look like fried cheese sticks all the time, that's real cool of them

The laws of men and gods no longer bind me *i begin drinking chocolate milk straight from the 1 gallon jug*

Have you stretched recently? Do it now. It will help.

Vussy (the vore pussy)