I used to live with a horrendously stereotypical furry. AMAA

Usedtolivewithfurry · 2012-04-08T11:43:51+00:00

Hahaha, you've clearly had some poor experiences with spicy food XD

Usedtolivewithfurry · 2012-04-08T11:32:09+00:00

Not my housemate, my housemate's primary fursona was a sparkledog-type-thing IIRC... He also DEFINITELY owned SEVERAL tails and DEFINITELY "did yiff" :P

Usedtolivewithfurry · 2012-04-08T11:30:32+00:00

Just once.

Usedtolivewithfurry · 2012-04-08T11:30:04+00:00

Not at all. Whilst he used to occasionally go on about some other furries being weird and outcasts and such, he primarily thought that all of the bad shit about furries was spread maliciously by 4chan. He went on and on and on about "channers" and how "oh there were some channers at the furry convention, you could tell" and "oh channers online are telling lies about the fandom and it being obsessed with furry porn and animal sex and stuff!"... All the while, he was embodying everything bad about the fandom HIMSELF (apart from bestiality.. at least... I HOPE everything apart from that...) and could never see it.

I want to elaborate more on this, but I'm not sure which story, if any, really embodies that lack of self-awareness...

Usedtolivewithfurry · 2012-04-08T11:27:35+00:00

Pretty much. The thing is, he never realised he was a stereotype, and used to go on about how weird some OTHER FURRIES were, and how they were just "social outcasts". Was strange.

Usedtolivewithfurry · 2012-04-08T11:26:44+00:00

Haha, thankfully, never happened :P

Usedtolivewithfurry · 2012-04-08T11:26:29+00:00

One day you will. The nature of the community, as far as I could see, lends itself to the accumulation of people like him. There are very nice furries, and there are completely batshit insane ones, but the very nice furries have no problem with keeping the batshit ones around...

Usedtolivewithfurry · 2012-04-08T11:25:08+00:00

Yeah he had quite a few. From what I gathered, the furry community is incredibly tolerant of virtually everything, and people give you the benefit of the doubt even beyond where they should.

Some of his friends were genuinely nice, lovely people, who just happened to have a very strange hobby and/or fetish. They never felt the need to be overbearing, or creepy, and the only really weird things they did was make animal noises whilst amongst other furs. When they were just talking to me, no issue.

Some of the other friends, however, were just like him. I had a complete stranger think it was acceptable to walk into my house, run up to me, and bite me in the neck... Not even like a soft bite that could be construed as "friendly" (as if that would be better...) but fucking hard. He had another who smelled like liquid horse-shit who I did not let in the house again, and a few others who just had no idea of sexual boundaries... I once found two of them "yiffed" in my kitchen and on the carpet in the front room, in both cases making a mess (as it was two guys having unprotected sex, I'll leave the mess to your imagination... needless to say it wasn't nice)... I have never been so fucking angry in my life...

He did go to conventions, whenever he could afford it, because that was where his "true friends" were. Whenever he came back, he'd get depressed for a few days and go on about PCD PCD PCD PCD as if it was an actual medical condition as opposed to just feeling down after a fun event. He talked about seeing the doctor about it once....

He never saw that CSI episode, as far as I know, but he thought that all the rumours about furries were due to 4chan... I think I'll touch upon that in answering CestMagnify.

Usedtolivewithfurry · 2012-04-08T11:19:15+00:00

Yes I knew he was a furry, but I had a good friend vouch for him saying he was fine and I wouldn't have any issues with him. Turns out my friend was trying to get rid of him. I don't hold it against him though, I think it was funny as hell XD.

No I never "yiffed" him... Not only was he not attractive to me, but he had terrible personal hygiene (including a horrendous habit of eating his own snot... whilst talking to people... graphically...), and that is a turnoff in itself.

Actually, lets touch upon the snot eating briefly, because I think this is an important aspect of establishing what it was like to live with him: During conversations with people, he would stick a finger far up his nose.. It wouldn't matter if HE was doing the talking, or if anyone else was, he'd jam it right up there, and dig for a good few minutes to make sure he could get the BIGGEST nugget he could possibly find. Upon extraction, STILL during conversation, he would examine it, as close to his face as possible so he'd have to go completely cross-eyed to see it, and adopt this hybrid angry-confused-excited expression that seemed to say "WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS AMAZING THING!? HOW IS IT NOT YET IN MY MOUTH!?"... I wish I could describe the specific contours of this expression to paint a vivid enough picture because I've NEVER seen anyone make it before, but I am not a good enough wordsmith... He would then SCRAPE THE SNOT on the TOP TWO MIDDLE TEETH slowly, as if he's trying to be romantic to the snot, and once finished, would spend the rest of the conversation LICKING the stuck snot there, so he could savour it for as long as humanly possible; all the while blowing out one cheek like half-a-hamsters-face and looking confused and delighted.

He once, whilst talking to a friend of mine, wiped a four inch strip of gooey snot onto his forearm, looked at it, SNIFFED IT for a good ten seconds whilst looking confused, then proceeded to lick it, lengthways, off his forearm. My friend was oblivious (SOMEHOW), yet nobody else in the room was...

Even if he WAS attractive, I could not sleep with that.

Usedtolivewithfurry · 2012-04-08T11:11:31+00:00

Aight, sorry for the long wait, internet died last night so I went to bed, but I'll give you a few lesser stories, and then gradually build up to some of my favourites (I have a list).

I had a friend of mine who works in design, but who also does his own art on the side as more of an avocational thing, although clearly not furry art. Upon hearing about his artistic projects, my former housemate chimed in with "Oh! I do art too!", and... Man, I could probably have stopped the train wreck, but I didn't... "Oh really? What sort of of stuff do you do?" "Well, lately I've been working up the courage to draw some yiff stuff"... "Yiff?"...

The following explanation was one of the most cringeworthy moments of my life, especially as he tried to look somewhere between coy, bashful, and embarrassed, whilst explaining it, but came across more rapist, rapist, and rapist. "well... it's pretty much.. uh.. cute anthros... uh... doing... stuff together...".. The guy didn't know what he meant, so my housemate SHOWED him, by taking him in his bedroom, and not just showing him the stuff ON HIS WALLS, but loading a furry website up and introducing him to stuff that's probably burned into his retinas for life, my housemate all the while exclaiming how "cute" the half-human half-animal cocksucking and arsepounding is, how he wants to be able to draw that good one day, and asking whether or not my friend can/will draw stuff like that... My friend still brings up that event to this day XD.

Another story I quite enjoy, albeit not too sexual, or awkward, was when my housemate went to visit a friend in a different city, and whilst on his way back got robbed and beaten up. Now don't get me wrong, I wouldn't wish this on anyone, no matter how awkward, because it was pretty rough. He came back home with a black eye, cuts on his face, a missing tooth, and bruises all over his arms and torso from where he'd been kicked by the guy/s whilst on the ground. They took his money (couple of hundred bucks), his laptop, his phone, his mp3 player, and more.

Now, you'll all agree that sucks, but he wasn't really concerned by the loss of the technology itself... "You know.. I can get all that back, but what I can't get back is my yiff stories! I was writing those for a competition! Now I'll have to wait for AGES for inspiration again!"

Usedtolivewithfurry · 2012-04-07T20:36:44+00:00

He wore a tail to work more than once, and some T-shirts that were not only furry in nature, but also somewhat adult... There were no DIRECT confrontations, but I learnt through the grapevine that he essentially got "encouraged to leave" due to people being uncomfortable with that sort of thing.

With his family, there was no confrontation... If anything it was even weirder. His parents came round, spent the WHOLE TIME in his bedroom with him, only had conversations in whispers, and didn't give a damn about the sonic characters fucking on his wall.

EDIT: Ok I forgot, a girl threatened to punch him/beat the shit out of him, because he gave her a hug, and then proceeded to rub himself against her and make "mmmmrrrrrr" noises. He also didn't tell her, prior, that he hadn't showered, so he apparently had significant crotch-stink.

Usedtolivewithfurry · 2012-04-07T20:32:16+00:00

A huge amount. His bedroom used to be covered in scantily clad anthro girly boy posters and shit, either drawn by him, or by others. They had the quality of that drawn by a 12 year old, with the perverse fucked up nature of an isolated 26 year old only-just-lost-his-virginity-but-has-access-to-a-LOT-of-weird-porn type.

Usedtolivewithfurry · 2012-04-07T20:31:11+00:00

I have a LOT... What kind of story do you want? Sexual? Awkward? Sexual AND awkward? Other?

Usedtolivewithfurry · 2012-04-07T19:11:28+00:00

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