|Fur whom the bell tolls
||[Sep. 12th, 2009|06:38 pm]
The Question Club
You're dating someone new. It's that person you've had a crush on for some time and it finally happened; you're going out. The first date was a blast and you're really falling for them. The second date you made out for a half hour. You really really like him/her. On the third date, you banter and sweet talk during dinner, but your date has a big confession to make. "I...really like you. A lot. And it's imporant that you know a little bit about me before going forward with this relationship. You see....I'm a furry. I only tell those who I want to eventually become intimate with. Normal sex just isn't interesting to me, but animal characters in the bedroom turn me on like you wouldn't believe. Please understand. And I hope you don't break up with me just yet, but give my fetish a try first. You may like it". What's your response?
"I'm sorry. I'm just not very comfortable with your lifestyle. At all. We're going to have to break up"
"I'm not like that, but I do like you very much too. I'll try out your fetish once. I'll wear or act however you like if it'll make you happy, but I can't promise I'll like it"
"Can I just bang you while wearing kitty ears? I don't have to put on a costume, do I?"
"You're a WHAT?? OMG!" You then start gargling with your drink, spitting out the 'furry' germs you acquired when kissing
"I'm so glad you said it first because that's the same confession I was going to make! We're like two peas, aren't we?"
"If I gotta do your furry stuff, does this mean you have to do my weird fetish? Because I'm kind of kinky too"
You hit your date with the chair and sit on their chest, punching them repeatedly yelling "DIE FURRY DIE!!"
"You're welcome to wear costumes into the bedroom, but be warned that whenever I see animals I feel the burning desire to shoot them with my gun"
"Well, you can still perform oral sex on me, right? That'll do for me. You can yiff by yourself when I fall asleep"