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Tiny Furry Plaintext Scenes - The Dragon's Lair & More

🕑 Added 2023-07-14 17:58:45 +0000 UTC

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Derp Derpjr

Even a Racoon person arriving on scene for some reason or another

Nat O'Connor

The trash can scene was such a nice surprise. I love slightly less conventional scenes like that and would love to see more (garbage disposal maybe!)

Audy

I really like the way that you are portraying Hannerlore's character. I loved the spit bath part. She really feels like a dragoness with her superior nature and witty unapologetic remarks. She actually seems like the apex predator on the top of the food chain. She is an exquisite specimen of a being even for normal sized folks, let alone bugs. It makes her arrogance almost justified. As if the player would be wrong to assume anything different and should be grateful to even be in her presence. I can imagine the player deciding to end it all and either jumping in her throat or crawling further inside her lair. Accepting his inferior status and ending the humiliation. There could even be some twisted pleasure in succumbing to her. After all, were it not for her superior senses, the player would have just been made into an unrecognisable stain under her mighty paw. Having the player earn her favour by doing such humiliating tasks seems somewhat fair. After all, no dragon can tolerate weakness. Perhaps I am going off on a biased tangent here. That's how I see dragons anyway. Beautifully superior godlike and majestic creatures.

Dominika's Erik

Wow, what a beautiful story thought. Sounds really great. The mindless acceptance of the situation and the place as a bug caused by the psychological torture and loss of all pride really pushes my buttons.

TheFleta

God i just love how horribly soul crushing it would be to get tossed into a trashcan as a micro. You could just go all out with existential dread. Just by writing some cute Slice of Life for any of the characters and the perspective shifting to the micro being trapped in the trashcan every so often. Just the thought of being trapped somewhere and forced to witness people just living life. Happy and fulfilled. All while the micro desperately tries to lick nourishment from the trash that has been thrown in by people. A metaphorical transformation into a scavenging bug. Hell i want to add to my list of things i want to comm in the future. The player just giving up and their mind deteriorating into a Gollum type. Feeding off of what they can find in the trash. Or miraculously escaping and feverishly licking any gunk off of the floor and unattentive peoples shoes like it's nectar of the gods. Just a scenario where the micro is forced to hear their best friend accepting the loss of them. Coerced by Jackie to get on with life and find new friendship and love in her. Or find a new best friend in the never-endingly kind Andy. Broken, as you hear Mike accept that you're gone forever. Desperate you claw and chew through the tough garbage bag lining the trashcan. And you have bought yourself another week or two of life as you don't get lifted off in the bag and deposited in the larger trash container. Feeding off of liquids and solids leaking from whatever is thrown in the trash. Persisting for months. Hearing Mike, Jackie or Andy once or twice a month or week. Live, laugh and love. Eventually escaping and mopping the floor with their tongue as they roam the college. Finding their way to the diner. Unrecognisable and not recognising anything themself. They lick Mikes filthy shoes as if they had only tasted garbage for half a year. Or Jackies grimy and sweaty paw print in something that might have once been spilled soup or a drink. It could just as easily have been someones spittle. Or Amiees cum. Consuming whatever, they remain oblivious to Mikes shoe, or Jackies paw. Coming right for the. Months in a trashcan and you really look more like a cockroach than a shrunken best friend/ former best friend of your lover. (Shipping Mike and Jackie) Your best friend/their girlfriend intentionally seeing, aiming and executing your end beneath a deliberate crush and grind. A muttering insult to what you become. Humiliating if you were alive to hear it or had the mind to understand people-speak anymore. If Mike, you're nothing but filth becoming homogeneous with the grime on the bottom of his shoe after being mistaken for a "real" vermin bug. If Jackie, you're grime that she will be worked into her beans. Later massaged by Mike so Jackie will accept a proposal for hot steamy love making. (Sorry something came over me)