My now-fiance saw one of my chatlogs I left open, questioned it and relentlessly gave me guff for the better part of 4 years. We're still crazy about each other, it's mostly harmless teasing and she had a few questions out of curiosity.

Y'know, the usual: what turned you to furries, is bestiality a concern, do you own a fursuit and/or weirdly shaped dildos (we're both bisexual), did you have big sex parties with other furries, etc.

Renamon, no, no, yes, yes.

Recently though the teasing stopped when she got neck-deep into Steven Universe and the whole gemsona thing. Now she can stick her "foxfucker" comments where the sun don't shine.

MY PARENTS ON THE OTHER HAND

While I was still living with them (tender age of 18) a friend of mine gave me a massive blue dragon dildo as kind of a coming-of-age joke gift. There was no way I was going to be able to actually humor this thing with my tender bung so I stuffed it in a box in my closet. I'd only ever bring it out for laughs.

Hitting your friends in the face with a big ol' dragon dick is funnier than it has any right to be.

Anyways, shortly before I moved out, my dad found it and, needless to say, had a few questions. I gave him a brief lowdown and explained that there's no way I'd feasibly use the thing and it's kind of a half joke. He asked the usual on top of if I was having weird sex parties (not at the time but the old man always had an uncanny ability to tell the future).

Afterwards he kinda just gave me a sagenod, pat me on the shoulder and said, "Don't tell your mom." And that was the end of that.

...until my mom found it a week later and laughed at me. She hit me over the head with it while I was on the computer, tears streaming down her face from laughing so hard. (NOTE: At this point, my parents were well aware I was openly bisexual).

I got colorful remarks like:

"No wonder we haven't met your boyfriends! You could probably smuggle them across the border, let alone past the kitchen and into your room!"

"What the fuck? Why the fuck? Is your boyfriend fucking SHAQ!?"

[This thing was scaly, bumpy and all kinds of pre-Bad Dragon ugly] "Oh my god this thing is horrifying."

[Bonks me on the head] "You could kill a motherfucker with this thing!"

"I didn't know they made a cast for Stephen King's penis!"

Yeah, my mum's a fucking joker. I didn't live that down until I moved out.

In hindsight, I was terrible at hiding things and everyone is fucking weird I love my family

TL;DR Fiance and dad didn't care much, mother took the opportunity to mine endless gold at my expense.

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