a chic, tall secretary bird who's cool and collected.
a schlubby, shaggy boar who likes sports.
and a short otter who styles himself as something he calls "neo-beatnik"

A short, overly cute, overly angry pika named Mahan. Curses entirely too much and talks to his friends like their total pieces of shit. Is the first one to start screaming at the TV during a football game. Hates being picked up. Hates being reminded that his name is ironic. Real head cook of the restaurant energy (Which makes sense because he is indeed the cook at the pace across the street from Henry's work.) Knows entirely too much about sports, old movies, and gnarly Indy horror flix and often won't shut up about it. Despite his assholish exterior he's a big softie inside, and a real bro to boot. You could call him drunk, at 3 am, on a weekday, an hour out of town, not knowing exactly where you were, and he'll come get you even if he'll be cussing you out the whole time. Becomes a thrilling mix of explosively angry and huggy when drunk. Has a wife and 5 kids with more on the way. Wife is a true unicorn. Perfect in every way, to the extent that you wouldn't believe she existed if you hadn't met her. Handles him, wrangles the kids, and regularly pulls miracles out of her ass on a regular basis. You're pretty sure she's done one of those Disney songs with woodland creatures before, but I'm real life. How he ended up with her is anyone's guess. Plays a mean game of hold'em and is generally down for whatever granted he has the time.

A frog whose great grandpa was a famous actor. Unfortunately, each generation had moderately less acting talent, and your friend's kind of a narcissistic nut, but with (healthy) severe self-esteem issues because he refuses to deny his lack of talent. He works in construction, and is close to being promoted to foreman. The problem is, he's frequently trying to make himself delusional as a method of strengthening his inner self, but you and your other friends think he needs to pursue a different passion before he throws himself off the deep end - he doesn't want to listen to that part.
He changes first names every week. His last name is Bearstuffing.

A fishing cat named Jo. He seems to be keeping secrets from you, but you don't really care. He works as a fitness trainer and openly moonlights as a male prostitute, so you're not sure what else he could be hiding that's more embarrassing than that. Still, you don't think he could be a foreign spy, he keeps stuttering whenever someone tries to point out all the weird stuff he does and blathers in some weird accent.

A Hippo-Lion Hybrid named Bob. Or was it Ken? Anyway, what's unique about this guy is that you can never fully remember him. Sometimes you swear he was more Hippo than Lion, other times you wonder when he got all those tattoos only to discover he has none. You're never quite sure who he is, only that he looooves betting. He will bet on anything if his 'day went well', and sometimes he'll make a bet he's guaranteed to lose as a 'legal present' to his buddies. You like this dude. Now if only you could remember enough to figure out what kind of present to give back.

Hmmmm what about dog chick a shlubby wideset stoat beermonger that was basically one of the frat boys in school and collage hair that hides the eyes wears backwards baseball cap, hoodies sweat pants and those sleeveless wife-beaters.
We need a sitcom gender balance

>>1099531
Basically one of da bozs but a chick need the potential to make jess as equally jelous as henry is and a reflection of herself before she meet henry

Victor Blackwell, a crow hitman. He likes hanging out with Henry and telling him about the last few people he put under.

>>1099546

Let's not make him an actual hitman. Let's instead make him a writer. He supports Henry i writing extreme things -- after all, he makes a living writing extreme stories.

>>1099549
Would be funny if he is a hitman in the sense of his books being hits and just likes to dramatically retell or workshop them in Pov

tippler 2024/11/10(Sun)11:44 No. 1099587 ID: f1368b
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>Guaranteed pick: Victor the crow writer
>Randomly selected friend #2: Mahan the angry pika (single)
>Randomly selected friend #3: Becca the dog
Becca is one of the boys, despite being a cis girl, and also Henry’s college ex, which means their interactions are a bit awkward especially when Henry starts gushing about kink, which Becca was never interested in. He met Mahan at the restaurant where the pika works, which is still the best diner within walking distance of the hospital, and looped him into the crew.

They usually meet at Victor’s house in the suburbs since the crow has posh enough parents to afford a mortgage even when he works as a novelist. Mahan’s beat up junker is already parked in front of the curb when Henry pulls up with a crunch of wheels on late fall leaves. He turns the key but stays in the car for a moment, nine fingers tapping the faux leather steering wheel.

>Jealousy
Is he overthinking this? There’s a part of him that misses Jess no matter where she is, and he’s sure she doesn’t feel the same. She loves him, definitely, but she’s not obsessed, which by all means should be a good thing except it makes Henry feel a tiny bit resentful that her brain isn’t wired that way. Ugh, he should figure his stupid feelings out before he gets more insecure and causes a scene. It’s been an anxious couple of days.

tippler 2024/11/10(Sun)11:44 No. 1099588 ID: f1368b
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Right now he should relax with his friends, try to take his mind off of things with gossip and the absolute state Mahan will work himself into over sports. Henry gives the steering wheel a resounding thump and heaves himself out of the car into the cold air. Since he has a built-in fur coat, he’s only wearing a t-shirt, shorts, and sandals, which clash pleasantly with Victor’s casual outfit, a blue dress shirt and crisp white slacks that the crow reveals when he opens the front door.

“A pleasure as always, Henry. I have appetizers and drinks in preparation for our evening.” The crow inclines his head toward the granite countertop kitchen.

“Great. Good to see you, man. How’s the newest manuscript going?”

“The first draft is done so this is my informal celebration party. You’re welcome to my nicer liquor before Mahan drinks it all. Becca has told me she’ll be a little late.”

What does Henry want to talk about tonight? How much should he drink?

Admit your insecurity about how controlling you're starting to get, and that you don't want to become a bad person who hurts their wife. Get ^&*(-faced and stay the night.

Thoughts aren't actions. It's okay to have dark thoughts. You just have to not let them rule you. Resolve to work with your wife to find an outlet for these dark thoughts. Some roleplay perhaps?

Get moderately drunk

>>1099591
Yep its just the insane peeps who have no control over there urges and act on every dark impulse and we are totally sane and not just hanging on by a thread for conveniance sake while channeling it into our writing, also like can just be constructive about it with cooking dinner, making deserts, sex, massages, gifts, intrest in her day to day, explore every weird and impulsive urge your wife has in her tweaky brain like how she would like to get hit or was willing to gain 20 pounds beacuse we called her our sow once

Afford yourself one (1) really nice drink you can sip on for a while. You'll still want to get home to your warm bed. For now, talk about cool hobbies and how stupid people ruin them. Like archery or modifying cars. You've seen too many people come through the hospitals because they're dummies.

Just enough for a buzz.
Start off with talk about the roleplaying scene these days.

tippler 2024/11/12(Tue)18:20 No. 1099701 ID: f1368b
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>Two drinks for a buzz
Enough to feel it but Henry’ll be totally sober by the time he needs to drive home to his wife and warm bed, and there’s no risk he’ll say something he regrets.

>Thoughts aren’t actions
True, but they still make him feel guilty and bad. He’ll talk to his pals about it and see what they have to say.

Henry pours himself a glass of the fanciest bourbon he can find and helps himself to one of those big round ice cubes from the freezer before loading a plate up with chips and dip and heading to the living room. Mahan grunts at him in greeting from the armchair before returning laser focus to the unfolding baseball game, in position to leap to his feet and rail at the coaches, the umpires, rude customers at the diner, and the wider world at a moment’s notice. Victor comes to join Henry on the brown leather couch soon after.

>Bring up dark roleplay as a way to segue into feelings
Henry waits for a lull in the action, otherwise he risks getting cussed out by the prickly pika. “Hey, you guys ever think about stuff, I dunno, like doing something really stupid and impulsive?”

“You’ll have to be more specific.” Victor says absently.

“Okay, okay, you know how people do freaky roleplay or chase each other through the woods, kind of to let the beast out, y’know? To act on those dark urges we all have.”

“Are we talking about people or are we talking about you?”

Henry groans and downs his drink. “Yes I’m talking about me but it’s a general thought. Like, what do you do when you don’t have an outlet, or you have an outlet but for some reason it still feels like you’re getting filled up with poison? I don’t want to actually do something fucked up.”

“Then don’t, dumbass.” Mahan drains his own booze and stands up to get a refill.

“Maybe you can do some introspection and try to understand where these feelings are coming from.” Victor suggests. “Are they caused by anger and fear? Stress at your job?”

“Well…I don’t know. It’s stupid, but I guess I’ve been kind of scared that Jess is going to leave me or something.” Henry grips his glass extra tight. One of his knuckles pops.

“Has she given you any indication that she’s unhappy?”

“No. It’s been the same as always, good. Really good.”

“Hm, that’s interesting. I’d be happy to talk about it one on one later.”

Mahan returns to mutter vague threats at the flatscreen and soon after the gonging doorbell signals Becca’s arrival. Henry fills up on snacks and starts to feel a little more relaxed as the bourbon warms his body.

tippler 2024/11/12(Tue)18:20 No. 1099702 ID: f1368b
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They’re just getting to the interesting part of the game at the top of the eighth inning when Victor picks up the remote and mutes the TV. Henry waits for Mahan to eviscerate the crow on the spot, but the pika stays silent and watches Victor as if waiting for something.

“In line with our earlier topic of conversation, I’ve been worried about your seemingly impulsive decision to amputate your ring finger in the name of love, Henry. I appreciate you telling us the truth about the injury, and at the time I wanted to give you time to heal and process before I shared my opinion, but now I’d like to say my piece.” the bird says.

“What is this, an intervention? It was just a bit of kinky fun.” Henry chuckles nervously at his own joke and then blanches at the somber expressions on his friend’s faces.

“Look Henry.” Mahan puts his glass on the coffee table, suddenly completely sober and with far more gentleness and care than usual, a sure sign that something has gone terribly wrong. “I’m divorced. I’m not trying to claim any highground like some smug, self-righteous bastard. I’m just tellin’ you what I think, and I think that cutting off a finger for a lady, even if they’re your wife, is batshit fucking crazy and Becca and Victor agree with me. It’s great that you have a girl who’s fun in bed, but we don’t want you to get carried away and do something permanent you’ll regret. Kinda fucked that if you two don’t work out, she can go back to normal but you’re never getting that finger fixed.”

“Well put.” Victor adds.

Henry tries to meet Becca’s eye, but she’s very interested in the ragged knees of her jeans and seems to be attempting to sink into the couch cushions to vanish from the conversation. His body prickles with awkward adrenaline. It’s a good thing he didn’t tell them the full story because they would think Jess was crazy and he’d walk out if there was any slander against his beloved wife.

How should he reply?

>>1099702
Aren't they projecting a bit because of the bitterness of divorce here? Like you said earlier Jess isn't showing any signs of wanting to leave you and you're trying your best to hopefully make this marriage last, what you were worried about is your own impulses, not the battlescars of your matrimony, nonetheless inquire about what they're suggesting you to do then, should you leave your wife just because you pushed things a bit too far once? Should you dial back the kinkiness and risk possibly losing the drive of your relationship?

It really wasn't that big of a deal, you often forget about it until you're looking directly at it or someone mentions it. You moved on and so should they.

Your friends have a point; do you want to love Jess, or your own egotistic desire to try and prove you love her through creepy self-destructive rituals that she might dislike you for?

She was set to transition until she met you, essentially giving up that body for you. Giving up a portion of your body in return makes a sort of twisted sense. But a tangible reality outweighs a mere possible future, so perhaps your anxiety stems from going too far, an intensity she can't match and might flee from.

is what you can say to throw them off the scent. You know what really went down.

>>1099712
"We can be nervous that she will continue down that path as it cant be changed making our own sacrifice invalid and meaningless, her hanging with her friends who are still in that crowd could possibly push her down that road again, beacuse honestly they are not happy with what jess did we think or well know?" "So i stay awake nervous like she will not return like i am the wife of a fisherman waiting at the shore for his return not knowing if i am a widow, then we have intensive sex and she goads me on subtly picking up on the slightest word choice i use knowing my every desire those i dont know and i must match that energy, BUT that brings us to happy news Jess has agreed to having kids when we get our own place, something i imagine she would never actually do with her background and what she has said earlier

tippler 2024/11/14(Thu)18:59 No. 1099792 ID: f1368b
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“Give me a second to put my answer together.” Henry tells his friends. They all nod and he drops his gaze to his hands.

>It really wasn’t that big of a deal
He can remember the searing pain of the scalpel as Jess sliced through his skin and tendons like it was yesterday. There wasn’t much blood because of the tourniquet at his wrist, and Jess stitched the loose skin together with a sterile needle and sutures before she gnawed at his shaved finger until her wet teeth reached bone. He leaned his face against the resort hotel bathroom counter and watched, hazy with endorphins as his radiant wife consumed that piece of him with the enthusiasm of a starving wolf.

His friends would see right through any lie that he thought the amputation was a mistake. Henry is a terrible bluffer, scientifically proven by monthly poker night.

>They have a point, it’s self-destructive
Is it worse than Jess giving up her transition for him? He wanted to do it, even though it hurt a lot and was scary. That’s part of the masochistic appeal after all, and Jess said it was the nicest thing anyone’s ever done for her, in her whole life. It’s a good memory, one that makes him feel devoted and loyal. Makes typing a pain though, who knew a single finger on his nondominant hand was actually useful for some things.

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“It already happened. What do you want me to do about it?” Henry asks.

“Don’t do anything like it again.” Victor suggests. “Resist these harmful impulses. Aren’t you afraid that Jess will leave you? Radical acts like this may scare her away.”

His mouth twists with a barely stifled giggle. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”

“What’s so funny? You even takin’ this seriously?” Mahan barks.

“I am! I appreciate you guys telling me you care, really! I’ll try to be better, it’s true that it’s partially why divorce would be so scary since I gave something extra tangible up for her. Sometimes things get really intense between us, y’know. Earlier today we were having this awesome scene where she was picking up on my energy really well and she even agreed to think about having kids!”

Henry beams at his friends, who don’t respond to his attempt to lighten the mood. “What? Do you guys not like the idea?”

“Figure your shit out before you bring more freaks into the world.” Mahan grumbles. “Victor, turn the game back on.”

Another awkward situation successfully defused. Henry’s back is sweaty when he lets himself relax into the couch to the sounds of the excited announcers.

How does he finish the evening?
A. Linger after the game and chat with Becca
B. Go home right away

A, because anything else would strengthen their stance about you, more.

Go for the flawless transition of thanking Becca for still getting worried about you. She's a good friend. Past, present, or future. You hope that doesn't change.

>>1099793
A) pointless if we go immedietly away

A. And prepare yourself mentally, hoping she doesn't go full-on scent hound about this and calls your earlier display for what it was, she was your ex and probably knows you better than anyone else here. Try not to spill the beans about what actually transpired that night, before her, or the others start hating your wife or you.

A) have to get better at bluffing if you're going to continue this lifestyle.

tippler 2024/11/16(Sat)12:33 No. 1099842 ID: f1368b
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>A
He hasn’t had a chance to properly talk to Becca yet and he wants to hear her take on things. It’ll be good practice for keeping his story straight too.

Thankfully, Mahan’s favored team wins and the pika settles into the armchair for a chat with Victor about the crow’s new book, which is a perfect opportunity to follow Becca into the kitchen when she goes to get more snacks.

She still has her soft figure and round stomach, mostly hidden under her ragged college hoodie. Henry ogles for a respectable few seconds before leaning casually against the fridge.

“Hey I appreciate you guys looking out for me. Victor and Mahan are the loud ones so I wanted to make sure I didn’t miss any of your insights.”

She doesn’t look him in the eye. “I’ve been praying for you.”

“Cool.” Henry gives her a strong thumbs up and a couple of finger guns for good measure. He has nothing against religion, it’s part of hospital life and brings people a lot of comfort. Better do another thumbs up to make sure Becca really understands his approval.

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His ex smiles a little at his antics, before dropping her gaze again. “I know you wouldn’t do anything that your partner didn’t like. You were always really respectful even though we didn’t want the same things.”

“Thanks for saying that.”

“But…doesn’t that mean Jess wanted you to cut off your finger?”

Damage control, damage control! “Uhhhh, I dunno. She wasn’t against it.”

Becca shakes her head, ears flopping with the motion. “I’m not trying to say anything bad about either of you, but maybe you encourage each other too much. Someone has to be responsible.”

Ouch, now he feels even more like he’s being scolded. One more thumbs up to show Becca that Henry’s a good, responsible listener before he changes the subject.

“How’ve things been with you?”

“Oh. Well.” Becca sighs. “I’ve been trying to find more friends who are my age and also, y’know, women. People at church are older than what I’m looking for and it sucks trying to meet people over apps and stuff.”

What else does Henry say to Becca and the others before he goes home?

We need a more social venue next time. How about a sports bar that offers axe throwing. Or paintball (This way they're less inclined to bring up the heavy subjects and there's greater chance for Becca to socialize.)

Well hey, maybe she would have some luck looking for an RP group. that's a good way to meet people.

Try hanging back from conversation. Look like their words have sunk in and you have a lot to think about.

>>1099876
Perfect better then the hit or miss of apps and such not sure there is a friend app just hook up apps so pretty much the only thing to do is like get a hobby or doing a fun activity so you can meet people the hobby itself should be the goal even if its nice to meet people that share it.

also the chubby wife considerations and respectful ogle is interesting as it reflects perhaps his lingering desires from his relationship with Becca our B Dawg

Have you considered joining pilgrimages or missionary work? You find lots of young people there who are passionate for religion and are looking for others to bond with.
Ooh! You could even join the YWCA! You can hang out with all the girls!

But anyway, if you want to me to learn to be less obsessed with my wife and my dangerous kinks, I'm going to need some solid pointers on how to start changing.

tippler 2024/11/18(Mon)08:31 No. 1099989 ID: f1368b
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>Can Becca do missionary work?
Henry would rather Becca stay in town for his own entirely selfish reasons.

>Can she join the YWCA?
Uh, isn’t that more for survivors of domestic violence? Maybe she could meet people by volunteering. When he makes the suggestion, Becca gives it a half-hearted shrug and says she’ll look into it.

>Suggest an ax throwing sports bar or paintball for the next activity
Once they’re back in the living room, Henry mostly hangs back from the conversation until it’s time to propose ideas for their next get together. Mahan grumbles about the cost but agrees that it sounds fun.

>Think about how to improve
On the drive home, Henry moves the wheel and pedals on autopilot, thoughts elsewhere. His friends were right, he needs to change, even if that means saying no to Jess more. Hopefully that’ll also make his own violent thoughts quiet down.

tippler 2024/11/18(Mon)08:33 No. 1099991 ID: f1368b
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>1 year after the wedding
Jess scrolls through the list of properties that the realtor emailed them this week, comfortable in her home office with a hot mug of black tea and work on the second monitor. Since it’s the height of summer, plenty of buyers and sellers are scouring the market, and the few places they’ve put offers on have gone with someone else.

It’s part of the process, stressful and exciting. Kind of like keeping her secret that would make a mess of their marriage if Henry found out.

Once she goes through the list and drains her mug, she stands and stretches, shaking out her tail to its full fluffy glory. Slow day at work, only two meetings, both in the afternoon. Is there anything she can do to spice things up? Henry’s at the hospital so it’s just her in the apartment.

Thinking about homes has got you thinking about the perfect tub you could do some heavy ice play with. Like, him dicking you back to healthy body temps. For now, you make do but soon enough you gotta be more worried about ergonomics of fucking. Might be too late in the day to get a big order of ice for the tub..

>>1099991
Tail plug and ears furband as he called us his sow basically perhaps dress up or act the part so he goes hogwild fucking the breath out of our lungs biting our neck last time he was really gentle and asking if i was okay after so little

try out that nogasm toy, see if you can't figure out the calibration for it so you're nice and head empty.

>>1099991
Could also do something that Henry specifically would enjoy that'd still be fun to try.
Foodplay? Foodplay! Got any whipped cream and strawberries laying around?

Well, it would be impolite to allow a secret, especially such an important secret, to cross your mind and not dwell on it a moment. If it's that exciting, then it might be the perfect thing to help bring a note of interest to the afternoon, and might suggest a direction in which to take things further.

Time to check your OnlyFoxes account.

>>1099989
>Selfish reasons
wait is he planning/wishing/horny for a threesome or does he just feel lonely without her around?

>Big secret.

You know he will find out eventually, right? Better tell him next time he's in a really good mood than have him call you out in 5 years or so.

That being said,

>How to spice things up.
>Height of summer.

NERF GUNS AND WATER BALLOONS!
Oooh we can also go the beach, if it's nearby!

Or make some flower crowns for the occassion! I hear white roses are best.


Oh, you mean spicing the "evening."

Um.. same advice, really.

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>Mull over scene ideas for when Henry comes home
Poor guy’s usually pretty wiped after a 12 hour shift, but it’s good to brainstorm ahead of time for his four day weekends. Hmmm…Maybe something with temperature play or some feral action? She’s been itching for something more intense lately, Henry’s been noticeably gentle since he didn’t take her offer to negotiate on some feeding and weight gain. Guess he’s still shy about some things.

>Think about Henry’s friends
He’s been doing lots of fun activities with them, which is great! Jess has tagged along a couple times, like when they did laser tag and trivia night. Becca is cute, she can see why Henry would like her. It’s especially endearing when the dog acts all shy and embarrassed when Jess starts cracking lewd jokes, she wouldn’t mind getting to know her better.

>Consider her big secret
Jess rinses her mug in the kitchen sink and watches the water swirl down the drain. It’s not a very complicated secret, but it does make her feel a little guilty sometimes. If Henry weren’t both resolutely straight and a stalwart queer ally, it wouldn’t even matter.

She’s a man. She’s been a man since before she met Henry. Doesn’t matter if she dresses femme or takes dick like no tomorrow or uses she/her pronouns. She’s a guy. And Henry doesn’t like guys.

Luckily no one he’d believe is going to tell him. A harmless omission to take to the grave.

tippler 2024/11/20(Wed)18:08 No. 1100163 ID: f1368b
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>Options for solo entertainment during a dull day of work
Nothing better to do than edge herself while looking at porn! That desperate, brainless, horniness isn’t going to manifest itself.

Jess finds a nice big wand vibrator to set on her ergonomic chair and grind her clit against while she surfs the web. There’s this really good conditioning kink fic that she likes to revisit from time to time, sadly she doesn’t think it’d be feasible to try being a mindbroken sex slave in real life since they both have to work. Ooo, or she could see how the amateur porn they filmed and posted a month ago is doing, reading the comments and watching other non-professional stuff always gets her going. It could also be a classic guro day, but then she might get so turned on she cums.

What will Jess focus on?
A. Conditioning/hypnotism erotica
B. Amateur porn videos
C. Blood and guts, fictional depictions or otherwise

A
Imagine your big bad wolf husband coming home to his favorite little sleeve, right where he left you. Ready and waiting. When he says the magic words..

C) Overly complex animation movies about science experiments made of huge globules of guts and viscera forming into naked big-boobied wolfen warriors called Boobans.
The developer is both a genius and an outcast.

A) Wouldn't it be nice to condition Henry, make him more into however you really want to present yourself?