Obligatory Article about Furries:

Well considering that I am a furry, and that this is a generally misunderstood area of the realm of pervyness, I thought it would be globally beneficial for me to write an article about what it means to me, what it means in general, etc… etc…

So why not begin with something rather crucial and simplistic:

Fursonas: A fursona is the persona which a furry gives to their player character. Whether it be role playing online, in artwork, or wearing a fursuit, the fursona of a furry is the personality you phase into when you go into furrymode.

I myself have two fursonas, one established, and one at the moment in the making. My first, and the one I’ve been with the longest, is called Puddles. He’s a loving, mellow sort of black dog with a short snout and pointed ears. He wears a collar that doesn’t have his name on it and sometimes a shirt and tie, depending on the event.

Fursona two is a bunny. Not sure of his name, or what he acts like, but I’m relatively sure he’s a party animal. (slight pun intended)

A single person can have many fursonas, or just one. Some people go through them in a similar manner as one might date another person. They have a certain character, they hang onto it for a while and it’s their main thing. Then after a bit, they discover something new, or just stop liking their present fursona and move on. Sad but true. I think I will be keeping Puddles close to me for a while, though. (His name is Puddles because I’m into watersports, but not the receiving end when I’m wearing the suit. It’s rather difficult to get the pee smell out of faux fur.)

Next Up: Why the fur? Fursuits

The question most people ask to furries while trying to wrap their head around this odd concept is a simple, ‘Why?’.

Which is expected, but difficult to answer. Asking somebody to justify their lifestyle or sexual preferences seems rather inappropriate when you apply it to things like BDSM or homosexuality, but not for furries? The best answer any one of us can come up with is that, ‘It just feels natural.’
Which is about as much explanation as anyone need give.

It just feels natural. Some of us relate with animals so much we just feel better when demonstrating animalistic behavior, or just dumbing down our human behaviors. Some of us just like the art, the dress up, the fetishism. Plushophiles have their own word because they aren’t exactly furries, their fetish is just plush fabric or plush animals.

I personally just like the role playing aspect and have always had a thing for both cartoon animal characters and clothed sex, so furry-ness was really just the best applicant to fill as many perverges as I could in one go. But I really liked the art as well once I got into it.

Fursuits are what I meant when I was referring to clothed sex in relation to furry. Fursuits are whole body outfits worn by furries, complete with paws and large animal head. They are worn at conventions, large events, or even small events such as furry parties. Sometimes they’re even worn at more… shall we say… personal, engagements. Yiffing or petting parties are like big cuddle puddles… or an orgy, depending on the group that is gathered. Do not believe the heretics of the all too familiar CSI episode, because this is not as common as it would seem to be. Trust me, I only wish us furverts were always secretly meeting in hotel rooms to bump uglies and rub against each others warm, soft, fuzzy pelts.

Ok… Tea is made, train of thought lost…
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IN THE PUBLIC EYE (I announce loudly to nobody in particular, as I begin hammering the keys like a maddened Beethoven alone in my bedroom, in a blind attempt to force the words into flowing from my head.)

In the public eye, by which I mean the Internet and the general media, furries are, respectively, openly mocked or almost completely ignored.

I’m not 100% sure why such a large amount of the chansters out there seem to hate furries, it’s not like we did anything I don’t think. But I’d love to get to the bottom of why the flame word ‘furfag’ is thrown around with such cyber-anger.

As for completely ignored by the media. Please, if you will, attempt to imagine a time you’ve seen a furry, that is identified AS a furry, on TV without mentioning CSI. Anyone?

Hm? Ok yeah, there was that single episode of “1000 Ways to Die” but you can’t call that show ‘mainstream media’ anymore than you can a YouTube clip of a fat Korean boy breakdancing.

I find it interesting to realize how major media is either failing or refusing to recognize furry. We have conventions an awful lot, and they may not be huge, but the streets are littered with people wearing ears and tails in a major area, and nobody does a news piece about it? I mean, come-on! It’s not that I want the attention, but the feeling is comparable to somebody not offering you a cookie. Even if you didn’t want a cookie, it still sucks they wouldn’t give you one.

Neeeeext topic is: (Rustling around in a random burlap sack.)

YIFFING!!! (Actually I’m not sure if burlap sacks rustle.)

Yiffing is the act of something sexual in a furry context. (Come to think of it I’ve never even seen a burlap sack.) This can me anything from pawing, (Jacking/Jilling off, or ‘Fursturbation’ if you’re weird.) petting, (mutual masturbation and general rubbing.) and yiffing. (Full on sex of some kind.)
Yiffing is just the furry analog to all the creepy human on human sex. *Shudder* (Kidding. Seriously, when’s the last time anyone has ever seen a burlap sack?) Which is relatively boring and normal once you take away the costume or the role-play. Then it’s just two people doing it or rubbing each other while making squeaking or purring noises and the activity is using a false name in order to buy alcohol so he can spike his tea. When you take away the surface colors, we’re all very much the same inside.

Ok, so we covered what it is, how it’s done, what people think about it, my relation to it… And sex.

Wrapping it up then?

Alright.

Furry is said to be a lifestyle, or a sexuality all on its own.

Some people think of it as a way of life, the way they were born and the culture in which they feel most welcome and most comfortable.

I, myself, though I do own ears, and a tail, though I may be making a fursuit, and though I might love the idea of getting down with my girlfriend while she’s dressed with a cow; I do not agree with any of those things.

In my opinion, Furry isn’t a lifestyle, it isn’t a sexuality, it isn’t something you’re born with. Like anything else in the wonderful land of kink, it’s simply something we do cause we like it. And we like it, simply cause we do. No matter whether you wear fur or leather and studs, you do it cause you like it.

Have a yiffy day.

Seriously, what comes in a burlap sack???