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FlowerMouse

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  • My pronouns are..
    she/her

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  • I'm into..
    Bathroom Control
    Cuddling
    Furry
    Gender bender
    Pleasure control
    Stomach bulging

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  1. Yukon's two brains churned like traditionally made butter. Doubt muddled his mind. He was not informed by his friend that humans could naturally explode. He shook his head, dissipating the thoughts. If he was going to explode, than he would need to save these innocent, costumed humans! First, however, he needed a distraction. "Why is everyone here in costume?" he asked. Unfortunately, he didn't get the memo that the skull furry did not want to be bothered. "I'm going to a furry convention," the smaller man snapped. "You're riding in a bus for four hours just to wander around and
  2. whoops yeah I did copy paste it twice. Sorry! It's not letting me edit the post so... yeah... ^^;
  3. I'm imagining the comic character I see on the magazines in Publix lol I don't know if that makes it better or worse : P
  4. I'll have to check this game out; the way you wrote it, it seems pretty nice ;) For a beginner, you did really well! If you want to do more writing, here's a good site that explains how to format dialogue.
  5. It was a cloudless afternoon, as Yukon shivered at the bus stop. He adjusted his facemask with his three-fingered hand, making sure his nose wasn't crooked. Yellow irises hid behind green contact lenses. Annoyed with the weather, he fidgeted with his trench coat, and glanced at his watch. Five minutes late. Grumbling, he scanned his environment; a tall city surrounded the nearly seven foot “man”. “Moderately intelligent,” he thought to himself, now glancing at the stoic city citizens, “Though on my planet, out buses aren’t late.” As soon as he thought of it, a bus started to shake an
  6. The sun sauntered to the horizon, washing the quaint, old town in a pleasant pink. The brightly colored European-styled buildings dazzled with hints of glitter in their bricks. Candy cane telephone poles soared high into the air. A young man on a horse trotted down a pink, dusty, dirt street. He had shaggy, peppermint striped hair, with blue freckles. His mint-white skin was covered by a plain, warm coat, and long, black pants with boots. He gripped his horse's reigns, as he wished he had brought a scarf. "If I have to deliver one more package in this freezing weather," he chattered, "I'm
  7. Wow! I've never thought of it as cute and innocent. Yeah, I'd call it that, comparing it so some weird things like those latex suits. (Sorry if you like them, they're pretty weird tho) And thanks to everybody not yelling at me because I'm not an adult yet! I appreciate all of your advice. <3
  8. I'm having a really hard time coming to terms with the fact that I have a weird fetish. I shame myself for browsing omo porn (or whatever the hell you call it). I know that it's not uncommon to be into something weird, and I know that I'm not going to be hunted by the FBI for looking at a grown man struggle to hold his piss. Even typing those last few words, my brain has a negative reaction. When I first signed up for this site, I thought, "Am I really doing this? Do I need to do this?" How do I stop shaming myself, or how can I cope with it?
  9. FlowerMouse

    The story

    This is a great start! However, I'd like to point out some things with your writing so that readers can better understand your story. When I first read the beginning, I had a hard time trying to figure out what job they had. A marketing team's job is to create commercials, research where to sell their product to get the most profits, and what price to set the product as. I don't work in marketing, but I'm not sure if workers go to clients. I think they would be better labeled as salespeople. Another thing; I might just be braindead, but what does a birthday suit have to do with office people?
  10. FlowerMouse

    The story

    You can post stories to the Fiction part of the forums.
  11. Also idk if I'm going to continue this one since I have no other ideas for these two (even though I love them both). I'll have to do some major brainstorming D:
  12. argh i KNEW someone would pester me about it! >:V And thanks :P
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