HOME | DD

Description
Not feeling quite like myself nor even in control anymore...

I stumbled to my feet trying to walk watching as the fur spreads down my back a red Mohawk forming down my neck and ending at my back, a huge patch of dark brown fur grows and develops on my back as well with a yellow lightning bolt in the center, my body cracks and pops adjusting to the new form as the fur begins to spread down my arms ending at my elbow with a brown stripe then turning a dark crimson red, the red outline on my muzzle seems to follow down my body separating the white chest fur from the yellow like a pin stripe.

I go to walk but the moment I do something hits me like a wave crashing inside my head, I stumble and feel woozy, and it happens again and again I steady myself holding the table. I can feel something worming its way into my head ….another presence my entire face feels numb it’s hard to speak hard to do anything like its paralyzing me, my muzzle twitches and moves but it’s not of my own doing, soon I can’t even talk anymore the muzzle now belongs to someone else! The fursuit has a mind of its own and it’s starting to take over.

Art by posted with his permission all credit to him

Story and character belong to: myself

Description
Not feeling quite like myself nor even in control anymore...

I stumbled to my feet trying to walk watching as the fur spreads down my back a red Mohawk forming down my neck and ending at my back, a huge patch of dark brown fur grows and develops on my back as well with a yellow lightning bolt in the center, my body cracks and pops adjusting to the new form as the fur begins to spread down my arms ending at my elbow with a brown stripe then turning a dark crimson red, the red outline on my muzzle seems to follow down my body separating the white chest fur from the yellow like a pin stripe.

I go to walk but the moment I do something hits me like a wave crashing inside my head, I stumble and feel woozy, and it happens again and again I steady myself holding the table. I can feel something worming its way into my head ….another presence my entire face feels numb it’s hard to speak hard to do anything like its paralyzing me, my muzzle twitches and moves but it’s not of my own doing, soon I can’t even talk anymore the muzzle now belongs to someone else! The fursuit has a mind of its own and it’s starting to take over.

Art by posted with his permission all credit to him

Story and character belong to: myself