Karma

NOTTRUENOTTRUENOTTRUE *becomes true* *has always been true, who’re you fooling*

[kobold to dogboy tf and handsfree orgasms!]

Eating habits... @pokonuki.bsky.social

Once the virus fully takes over, some infected get stupid and horny, others get smart and horny

Who more dangerous to run into than someone who can make you submit your mind and body to pleasure?~

For @khloeprower.bsky.social

legoshi laying down cock out huge legs

i am going to pick up a sausage roll at Legg's

The Quaquaval fitness challenge sure is doing well online! Just look at how it's worked for Tammy!

a rubber floatzel jazz pushes a rubber buizel suited koebi up against the wall, stripping them of their earrings and headband, and melting the zipper and keys to the suit

i forgot how long i've been trapped in rubber buizel prison, and @jazz.otter-space.com has changed his mind about letting me out~

eyes locked on his, identity stripped away, zippers sealed shut into permanent seams, keys dissolved into useless rubber goo

doomed @//@

(by @morshmarter.bsky.social)

Sticker commissions for @atlasdoberman.nub.dog and @hansfaffing.bsky.social

Two men have their backs turned to an intimidating creature in the background. One, with a collared shirt and glasses says "Oh no..." before getting whacked by the creatures long tail. The other man Ivan, who's sporting a hoodie and spiked hair, looks on in shock as he yells the man's name "B?!". The creature is shown to be a large dragon named Shi, towering over B, holding him down with a clawed paw as he growls "I'll eat him unless you... take off your clothes".

Ivan reluctantly agrees, taking his clothes off as the dragon rips B's shirt off as he gasps in shock. Shi carefully takes B's pants off, revealing an erection, playful exclaiming "Don't look too upset to me..."

The dragon beckons the men to come closer before wrapping his arms around them with a sly grin, and says "So girls, let's make a deal. For the next day, I'll do whatever I want to you. If you make it to the end without calling me "master" ONCE, I'll let you go with a gift. If you can't, I win... Deal?" The two say "Deal."

Shi says "Puuush..." as he forces Ivan onto his back before using his tongue to lick the man's butthole as he cries out in shock. With each lick, scales begin to grow on his skin, as the small beginnings of a tail grow out from his spine. As the dragon's tongue leaves, Ivan's feet begin to change, toes merging together as small claws begin to form from his toenails.

The bet is simple, 24 hours without calling me master, you get a favor each. If you lose, you're mine forever.
FOLKS I DID THIS IN ONE SITTING, THIS IS A FULL ASS COMIC BOOK. We're gonna refine it into a finished product now, they wanted Master to do it.
#transfur #TFSky #TFEveryday #KushtakaArts

Renns the kobold all flustered as he gets teased “You know, Renns… you act all flustery, but I bet you’re secretly a massive lil service top” R: WWHAT-?! Nno, that’s. -ddumb, haha-!! “Aw, come on pup! I can SO imagine it! A big ol cock between your short haunches! A virile MONSTER you’ve got no clue what to do with… I bet you’re a horny lil pup who’s aaaalways needy for a hole to bury your meat into” R: I- ghg that’s not- “I bet you looooooooove humping away at a *wet*, *slimy* hole” R: that’s,, not,, “MINE is definitely down for a filling from that big throbbing fuckrod I bet you’re packing. would you want that? Huh lil guy? Do you wanna feel your cute lil breeder of a cock get *squeezed* while those lil haunches of yours thrust away?” R: I- I- ggosh I want to- -AGBGBLGB NEVERMIND!!! “huh? What was that?” R: IIT WAS NOTHING-!! “cmon!” “Say what you want, *puppy*.” R: I-

Renns getting poofed into a dogboy! With a big dick that bobs in the air and spews a rope of pre. He’s all huffy and teased up “I REALLY WANNA FUCK YOU!!”

His service top corruption-

[kobold to dog tf!]

Pencil sketches of Husk, bare chested and in a loose fitting robe Top middle Husk: “You KNOW she’s start barking when she sees me, right?” Cherri: “Uh YEAH? She gets a show, then Angel gets a blow! Everybody wins!” Bottom left, Husk reclining on the soft, holding a display of his cards for his guest, leaning on his speech bubble: “Pick a card, Sweetheart🩷 Pick the right one and I’ll help you.” Lower right, Husk sitting cross legged in his robe getting notifications from Angel.

Husk♣️❤️, because I had trouble drawing him right one night and had to prove to myself I can draw him.

I remembered I’d been drawing all day and turns out I was just tired 😅
#HazbinHotel #Husk #RobeHusk

Oh no! The demonic slime has found a new victim!🌀

More arts on my patreon: www.patreon.com/kento267 and subscribestar: subscribestar.adult/kento267

Post work drawings for @d00dleduds.bsky.social

Some shadow goo suit TF.

Touch shiny, get stripey.
for @greenstarr.bsky.social

#TFTuesday #TFEveryday #TFSky #transfur

The "defeated and conditioned/broken/brainwashed for obedience 10,000 different ways for 100,000 hours in accelerated virtual reality that took only 10 seconds in real life and then the visor comes off and you instantly conform" mind control trope is a bit of a banger.

An idealogue is a fictional entity. One that lives withing the conceptual of our stories. Perhaps a crush. perhaps a stereotype. We all have one we desperately wish were real. Civix was merely that for a long time. But as Jadir experimented more and more with his stable of characters for his hypnotic storytelling, Civix grew a mind of his own within his own ficiton. each time he wove a thin thread within Jadir's own mind. Gradually compelling him to push further and further. Because Civix craved a host. One that would fit his body type, his demeanor. Fit his mind like a glove eager to slip into every corner. Unbeknownst to Jadir, Civix's little programming kept an eye out. inspiring. encouraging until finally he found him. Caine was a natural performer, the big guy in the room, unafraid to get aggressive. jadir normally enjoyed the dichotomy of turning someone meek and scrawny into a big threatening guy. But for some reason, he needed it. Needed something that would last longer. So why go against the grain? Why not go with it? The crowd went wild as he excused himself to drain the little xolo. a perfect opportunity for some privacy, and a makeover. As Jadir hissed, Caine spun round just in time to feel the coil slam into him. shoving him back into the bathroom. "Hey what the FUCK?! he cried out. feeling the coil squeeze. he knew this was bad. trapped in a snake's coils, it was important to recall what Mr. Safety Mongoose taught everyone when they were young: when trapped in the coils of a massive snake, keep your eyes closed, or a slave they will make! As he wrenched them shut, the Naga laughed. Oh they always think he'd go for the eyes.

He opened his eyes, there was no threat of losing his mind with a naga that hid his behind some visor. Jadir didn't need to 'see'. he felt him thanks to the visor. felt the room. felt the possibilities that could be with just an adjustment. The dog had been used to grabby fans. but to attract a Naga was dangerous. They had a habit of insisting celebrities were just charms waiting to be claimed in a menagerie. Caine growled. "Look man there's about three hundred people out there chanting my name that knows I came in here, I'm bullet proof." But Jadir didn't hear him. There is an impulse deep within a Naga Lord that compels them at their most worked up. a need for order. a need for control. A hunger that urges them on like quivering fingers around a stress ball knowing it was designed to be squeezed. and squeeze he shall. His tongue flicked out. The small thread that was in the bigger snake's mind was weaving a quilt and coating his brain in it. He had enough of small fries playing out his fantasy. This time it would take root. This time it would settle in. "What a shame to see ssssuch a talented doggy squander all that charisma. Why drink in adoration when you can be making them into something USEFUL?" "You can forget it man. I'm not gonna be a thrall for you!" "Well we can do something about that. Mmmmh Yes. I know jussst the role. Don't look so shocked. you're a performer. So... ACT LIKE ONE." The sound waves pulsed, and it assaulted Caine like he stood too close to a subwoofer. he couldn't hear himself think. couldn't realize anything as the back wall vibrated with such intensity, he couldn't see where he was. He couldn't remember what his internal monologue sounded like. Everything shook. and all he could do was sit in the coils transfixed. Frozen until reality settled down long enough for him to focus. FULL STORY ON FA.

Civix drooled, the process never got old to reassert his identity back into place. The host questioned the alien sensation but it was dashed aside because of course he had done this before. The Naga quivered and moaned pleasantly between narrations, he was so worked up he wanted to drill deeper into the dog's Lizard's brain. "He was Master's dedicated trainer. A force of nature in his urge for conquest personified. Master sculpted him well. It didn't matter what the Master wanted. A cocky dragon, a bookish skunk librarian, a militant jackal, a literal clone of his trainer, Civix would provide. His sexuality was defined by the Master's whims. anything the master was allured to, Civix would make real. " Jadir was almost falling over his own words, quaking as the purple swelled into existence over his growing pecs. massive piercings that Civix always had and only ached because he was feeling that urge to obey. The Master's Black mark forming on his shoulder to leave room for the massive harness squeezing his chest tight. he puffed up tighter. pressing his nipples against the naga, as the voice came... "m...More..." it was unsure. lacking confidence. Like it felt alien in his throat. But Jadir understood it. "He....He felt the pride coursing through him. Urging him to be the commanding presence in the Room. there were few that had authority over him, but those that were were treated as an absolute sovereign." The dreads swelled into existence, one of them thicker than one of his fan's wrists, cascading down his shoulders, cool to the touch, his body felt slick, as if there was a glossy polish he naturally produced that made it had to grip onto anything if he wanted. "MORE." his deepening voice growled. The Naga quivered. He had never felt quite like this, dominated by one of his own characters urging a story be made real. He only felt it with his Master before but... what was happening? FULL STORY ON FA

"ROOOOOAAR!" Civix Roared out. Flexing his arms over his head in triumph and delight. It worked. Civix was real. Civix was conditioned to train. Civix felt the urge to obey and train course through his veins like it was more important than food or sex. He pulsed. staring back at the Naga with a savage grin laced with intent. "There. How do we feel~?" Jadir Rumbled as his coils unraveled around the massive beast. The hulking lizard snapped to a crisp salute. Slapping his heels together in a way that made a dull thud. His voice was deep, rumbled with almost as much bass as Jadir's subwoofers. "MY NAME IS CIVIX AND I AM A TRAINER. SLAVES MUST BE HELD WITH A TIGHT LEASH AND A TIGHTER GRIP ON THEIR THOUGHTS. FREE WILL MUST BE MYTHOLOGIZED. OBEDIENCE EVANGELIZED. RESISTANCE BOWDLERIZED." "hhh-h ohh goodness. Wow. I've truly outdone myself." Jadir said. The very words almost compelled him to salute as well. It was like a commanding officer's presence urging him to exemplify all he was saying. The Lizard pressed up tighter. the pearly whites of his bear trap like jaw reflected the naga's face as he beamed. "IDLE HANDS WITHOUT A REGIMEN MUST BE FED ONE. ALL YIELD TO THE MARCH, THE MANTRA, THE MANDATE." He was demanding to be let out to the rest of the dungeon. The stage was erased thoroughly from his mind. his voice was not sore from a set. He had finished cultivating a dedicated detachment of utterly brainwashed slaves. and the next line was due. Jadir quivered. This might be too visible a venue. He started to speak. "Civix, I'm quite satisfied with your training here. but let's return to the Master's facilities for further orders~." he knew dropping the Master's name would be plenty to incentivize civix. but the lizard's grin quivered with impish delight. "THERE ARE NO FREE THOUGHTS IN THIS HALLOWED DUNGEON. ONLY MASTER'S WILL COURSES THROUGH US. WE ARE CONDITIONED TO ENSURE EVERY INCH OF THEIR MINDS ARE THOROUGHLY TRAINED." FULL STORY ON FA.

@tiranmaster.bsky.social 's been compelled to make Civix into something far more tactile than the character he had always been. And Now @cainenines.bsky.social is slated to settle in as the host for the identity. Full Story at furaffinity.net/user/darkwitt
Art by @silverdragon94.bsky.social

Pony Time!

My fascination and dabbling with tucking and a suggestion for Pony Play led to this little sketch! ^u^

Smooth front pony boi!

that feeling when you become a dog and you just gotta do a biiiiig streeetch

#PostTF #Feral #FeralFriday #Transfur #SketchyHexy

Dragon claws rub a modestly sized human dick into an appropiate shape and size, making sure to give it a good taste too after it's draconic enough.

Awww looks like our poor human doesn't know how to handle a dragon dick, they can't keep it hidden in their pants when it's erect, but they don't know how to make it go down. I guess they just need a little help to get it to go into it's little slit. What's that? They're begging me to turn them into my little draconic sex pet? They'll give me everything they own? Give me their body too? I'll think about it.

Wow ya'll are so horny for me now, must be dragon pheromones. One of you is already begging to give me all their wealth, all their humanity, their very being. I'm making them wait with that dragon dick first though, before I make them mine.
#transfur #TFSky #TFEveryday #KushtakaArts

Shi licks Retol's ear and get them started transforming into a subby little kobold, little by little their old life, old memories, old identity get licked away as they become more of a kobold, struggling in vain to hold on to themselves before I puff some nice new kobold programming straight into their brain with a bit of smoke. Serve your master well little kobold.

I'M NOT DONE BITCHES! Let's recruit some kobolds!
@retol.bsky.social you're first, We'll recruit @winterscout.bsky.social later and I'll squish you together like barbie dolls and make you kiss and fuck it'll be great.
#transfur #TFEveryday #TFSky #KushtakaArts

Nice icon, nerd

new bird just dropped

Hal and Shi are down in the basement rooms looking into one of Shi's private rooms. It's nice low lighting with a reaaally comfy couch. Perfect place to get undressed don't you think Hal?

Shi helps a naked Hal get up on the chair, getting him ready to start. He kneads his hands, thickening them and covering them in short fur as they turn into big paws. Hal looks at his new paws with happy tears in his eyes as Shi rubs his cheeks.

Shi rubs and gropes Hal's face, coaxing some fur out as Hal's face cracks and sets into a nice long snout. His body covers entirely with fur, transformed properly into a Midnight Lycanroc.

Finally, Shi focuses on Hal's dick, sculpting it into a proper canine knotted member. Letting Hal's intellect slowly drain out with each rub, his mind slowly setting itself properly into the proper mindset for a Midnight Lycanroc as he cums. Then with a blush, the new good boy gives Shi a lick on his cheek as a thank you.

GOOOOOOD MORNING FOLKS AND FAE. As you can see I am steadily reaching unstoppable levels of art power. So have a comic. #Transfur #TFEveryday #TFSky #SupporterRedeems

A 3 panel illustrated comic showing a man being possessed by the spirit of a furry and transforming into one. Panel 1: A man in a shirt and jeans is staring off at a butterfly whilst a furry stands behind him about to drop a lanyard around the distracted mans neck. The furry says: My friend couldn't make it to ths convention this year... The man says: Is this a pigeon (A reference to an anime meme) A label pointing at the lanyard reads: Lanyard, the source of a furries power. Panel 2: The man has exploded in size and his jeans and socks are torn from inflating into a pink mohawked furry miscellaneous dog thing. The furry behind him gives an okay symbol with his hand. The furry behind him says: But i have a spare lanyard of his. The newly birthed furry says: It's ya boi furball 9876 (referring to a random username) Panel 3: The next morning. The original furry is laying on a bed with his ass zipper down and his ass leaking cum, the man now returned to human form is stood next to the bed looking frightened and confused whilst the furry lanyard hangs off the bedpost. The suggestion is they had sex. The man says: I feel violated and left with an urge to spend my life savings on a mascot costume.

Did you know that the essence of a Furry actually resides within their convention lanyard?
If you slide a lanyard onto a flesh vessel, the essence will immediately manifest.
subscribestar.adult/spacepupsilver

The duality of a demon

Digital sketch of a nude, abnormally muscular Stolas who’s posing to show off his biceps, as well as one leg stepped up on a platform with a meaty thigh. There’s a tiny Blitz doodle on the side looking up at Stolas and going “my dick is SO hard rn.” There’s also handwritten text that notes the date (August 1, 2025), the time spent on the sketch (30 mins), and the prompt (Day 1: Strong & Free).

day 1: starting with the most ridiculous swolas for the first day’s “strong & free” prompt 💪

i limited myself to 30mins with no refs so all i could do was a sketch

//PUBLIC RELEASE//

''No resisting now, my love~! You can feel it, can’t you? This feels nice~!… This feels right~!… Just let it happen, love~! Let yourself be weak to my love~!… Surrender~!… Relax~''

Thank you all for your support~! More content is on the way~!

#Hypnosis

Boykisser tf sidequest :3

Fleeks touching herself as she's slowly being covered in a rubber umbreon suit that erases her identity and makes her want nothing but pleasure.

I think the suit looks good on you, you make such a great rubber umbreon.
#transfur #TFEveryday #TFSky #SupporterRedeems

Once the pokerus infected human blows their first load they tend to become much less aggressive. Only problem is they’re still sex driven, so even casual mons may approach you and still want their turn with a human fleshlight~

A continuation for @cosmictoastiesad.bsky.social

You may feel uncomfortable and overwhelmed by your new rubbery dragon body at first, but after several hours of heavy hypnosis and mental conditioning, you’ll love it like no other~

*Hours of 🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀 later…*

There~ You just live being a drone dragon, right~?