🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian

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32, Lesbian, Scottish/Pākehā Trans Woman living in Aotearoa. She/Her. Feminist, Communist, Plays MTG, Furry. 🔞 HRT 27/03/20|E 02/10/20. Just some bitch.

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🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Jun 17

The text "I spend a lot of time thinking of fictional women kissing and having sex.

It's like a washing machine on a constant spin cycle." On a black gradient background with various different shaped pairs of eyes around it.

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· May 13

#WIPWednesday is an early one this time. This snippet from my new #Zootopia story featuring what will be eventually a trans fem version of Nick, however this is a tangent part of that piece, with Nick talking about the racism of Zootopian porn.

Text reads: He had then kind of conceded to watching straight cross couple porn, what with him and Judy currently sitting in their current kind-of relationship space. But he had mostly dismissed it early on because he had reminded himself of the sort of productions that he'd seen after he got out of high school, all those videos filled with a nearly endless cavalcade of speciesist tropes and slurs.

And sure when he'd been younger, more filled with self-hatred, he would admit that it felt nice to see a prey woman give into the advancements of a wolf or a lion nearly without hesitation (a far cry from the speciesism of his school and high school were a wrong look from a predator was tantamount to assault) and proclaim that she was a "Predator only breeding bitch" to the cameras while the whitish cum of a predator leaked out of her slit and speckled her thighs and belly, while said predator was lounging, his knot hanging free and his arm thrown around her shoulders, looking satisfied. But by the time he had hit his fifth exposure to the scenario (which may have been on the same day that he saw it for the first time) it had become tedious, and by the tenth, he had become completely numb and revolted by the whole thing.

He may have hated himself, may have given into fulfilling the roll of a predator in a prey society, may have fully believed that as a fox it was his place to be sly, cunning and scary. That the calls for mammalian cooperation were doomed to fall from the same sparse bridges they had walked out on. Yet he'd be damned if he willingly got off to porn that saw him as nothing more than a knot, a set of teeth and claws.

However it seemed times had changed at least, somewhat. It still took him only about three different videos for him to come across the trope of a prey woman being stalked, seduced and then fucked by a pred man, all as she proclaimed him the holder of the world's largest cock, before begging to be knotted.

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· May 6

#WIPWednesday is late this time, so lets get going. This snippet from a new #Zootopia story featuring Nick and Judy currently being friends with benefits, after a blowjob, some uncomfortable cum swallowing and vomiting. Nick is a yet to be cracked transfem and not having fun.

White text on a black background reads: It's only after about three minutes that Nick stops coughing and lays back with a groan, holding his stomach as Judy looks over him in all her naked glory to ask, "What in the fuck was that about Nick?" in a confused tone, with concern marring her face.

Which Nick tries to answer with something suave and aloof (something very Nick), fitting it somewhere around his scratchy and painful throat, but he can't help but notice the sheen around Judy's mouth, the last faint traces of his semen still there from her display not moments ago, before feeling himself go into another bout of gagging.

Though this time Nick feels himself getting up off Judy's couch and heading off to her bathroom, his still hard penis hanging between his legs like some sort of freakish tie, as he hears himself muttering "Wet wipes, I'll get you some wet wipes," in between moments of suppressing the urge to vomit. Judy tries to follow but Nick raises his hands in a uncoordinated double stop motion, before reaching the bathroom and promptly spilling a small amount of bile into the porcelain sink, which is followed up by more hacking coughs but no more vomit.

He takes a moment at the porcelain sink, before turning on the tap, cupping some of the cold water that was coming out of it and splashing it onto his face, cleaning away the evidence of his sudden vomiting, he then cupped his paw under the tap, trapping water and bring it up to his muzzle, rising out his acidic mouth just enough to not feel in all over his the inside of his cheeks.

Nick then reached and grabbed a wet wipe from the packet that Judy kept next to her sink, turned off the tap and turned around to find a very concerned Judy standing in the opening of her bathroom, "Okay, you're starting to concern me Nick, so you gotta tell me if you're going to be alright."

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Apr 29

#WIPWednesday because it's still Wednesday elsewhere So let's have something fresh off the pan, it's from a pre-ship fic for #Octavia and #Loona, where Octavia is escaping to the mall with Stolas to escape a fight between her parents. Mostly a reflection from a 13 year old on her family life.

White on black text which reads: Octavia knows that they're going to the mall because it's better for her father (and her) not be around her mother at the moment.

That the small snippet of the argument that she heard was tiny compared to what probably happened before she got up.

That she's both scared and comforted by the fact her father isn't driving the car they're going to arrive at the mall in.

That the errand that Stolas has said he wants to do at the mall is just an excuse, just an excuse for him to wander away for a few hours (and flirt with one of the imps who works one of the many fast food joints that make up the food court) as Octavia gets lost in all the wonderful things that they offer at Stylish Occult.

And Octavia knows that she should feel something more than rescinded apathy about the state of her parents marriage, but she's already half way though being thirteen, and compared to her friend's parents, most of who've already moved in their mistresses and paramours into the family house. She's got it easy with a dad that flirts but never means it, and a mother who's obsessed with the latest fashion or shiny trinket she could use to impress her so called friends and family, and willing to scream about it. But who seems to genuinely care for her and her dad.

But there's also the fact that she often doesn't want to care, because her parents usually got over whatever argument was the cause of them to be apart in the first place, usually just in time to try and be united in the face of the one of the many Ars Goetia gatherings.

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Apr 22

#WIPWednesday is late this time, so let us keep going. This snippet from a new #Zootopia story featuring Nick and Judy currently being friends with benefits, with the end of a blowjob and some uncomfortable cum swallowing. Nick is a yet to be cracked transfem and not having fun.

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Before the sound of Judy swallowing broke Nick out of his fantasy, opening the eyes he had not released he had closed, to the hot electricity feeling of his cum still pumping out of his penis and into Judy's mouth, which he had miraculously been able to keep away from his now exposed knot with a paw holding each of her shoulders far enough away to prevent knotting her jaw (which would of probably required an embarrassing dental appointment the next day if Nick's understanding of male predator's gym talk about jaw knotting was to be believed).

He shuddered unpleasantly as he released his last pump of cum into the rabbit's still attached maw, the strength of his orgasm more a reflection of the fantasy rather than the surely impressive abilities of Judy, before she opened her violet eyes to look at him from her position as she extracted herself from his now knotting induced hard penis, her mouth releasing an uncomfortable sch-lopping sound as it was pulled off him.

The uncomfortability of which increased ten-fold as Judy looked up at him with her bright intense eyes and proceeded to open her mouth wide to show off the frankly unnecessary amount of semen currently occupying her mouth, before waggling her eyebrows in what Nick knew was her 'Impressed yet?' eyebrow wiggle, before closing her mouth and swallowing the entirety of Nick's emissions with a single hard swallow. Which Nick could almost see descending thanks to the outline of Judy's oesophagus, at which point he nearly proceeded to throw up, clenching at his muzzle as vile acidic bile filled the back of his mouth and which he managed to force back down his throat with a harsh, throat scaring swallow of his own.

Which then manifested into a series of hacking coughs, as Nick suppressed the urge to vomit again, his chest being racked with the sort of painful cough that so often happens when trying to stop vomiting.

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Apr 15

Let's get on #WIPWednesday early, so let us continue something. This snippet is the near the chapter's end of a new #Zootopia story featuring Nick and Judy currently being friends with benefits, featuring a blowjob. Nick is a yet to be cracked transfem and not having the most fun possible.

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But then Judy started to swirl her tongue along the underside of Nick's penis, bringing new sensations to the whole experience to both the fantasy and the reality, and allowing the fantasy to over take the reality. Nick didn't even know if you could swirl your tongue while sucking on a clit, but it didn't matter because it was happening in his head and was feeling fantastic. The wave of orgasm drawing closer as Judy proved her tonging skills on Nick's clit.

Celestials! Nick was nearly coming, fuck if only Judy could keep sucking on his clit, she was sure she was going to cum so hard for her. Nick might even be able squirt, like she'd seen a number of camgirls do.

Unfortunately Judy had other plans, as she came up for air again, "Fuck! I love it. That feeling of a firm masculine dick down my throat. Dave never really cared for it, but Nick, you have allowed me to explore it, and I really enjoy it. So thanks for that." Judy explained, as she looked at Nick's penis with an affection he did not at all feel, before turning to look at him, as she continued to stroke his penis. The words feeling to Nick's ears painful in the appreciation of his genitals.

"No problem Car-rrots, after a-all what are f-friends for?" Nick brokenly questioned, stifling any discomfort at what the rabbit between his legs was saying, before another moan forced itself out of his mouth at the continual attention paid to his clit with the soft fingers of Judy.

"Ohhh, you going to cum?" Judy asked with a lecherous smile as she sped up her stroking of his member.

Nick could only nod his head weakly as another moan rocked out of his body and into the air of Judy's apartment. His orgasm approaching quickly, as his cock grew somehow harder, and leaking enough precum to start dripping down his shaft now that it wasn't being consumed by Judy's mouth.

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Apr 13

If you see this, post something you saved because it's funny.

A character from the Simpsons is shaking their head with a grim expression, they have the paple states flag overlayed on then as text next to them reads "There's breeding kinks..."

The same character below the previous one now smiling and sitting up straighter with the pride flag now overlayed on top of them with text next to them that reads "And Breeding Kinks!"

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Apr 12

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Mar 30

Me going through trans fem erotic art basically everywhere

An image of the Trunchbull from the 1990's version of the movie 'Matilda', giving an intense face in stark lighting, with text underneath her which reads "Why are all these women circumcised?"

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Mar 25

First #WiPWednesday for a fortnight, so let's have some incredibly niche content for #TheLionGuard because why not? So this is from the third chapter of my fic Savanna Yearning, where Makini has been yearning for Queen Rani for a number of years, and now Rani and Kion have had cubs, and yet rumours

So close did Makini stay to Rani at all times that there were even rumours, never really spurred on by more than the devotion of the Royal Mjuzi to her Queen, that Makini had in fact helped in ways beyond her duties as a mjuzi to facilitate the third and final pregnancy of Rani.

That she had been there at the conception, and had participated in the acts which would bear the first and only son of Queen Rani and King Kion, Jua.

How Makini being present and participating in the acts taken between the king and queen helped to bring about new life into the world was never really explained by said rumours, but they were nonetheless whispered about incessantly by all those who liked to gossip and those who enjoyed sordid tales of lusts that crossed limits many thought uncrossable.

But to any animal close to the royal family, these rumours were baseless. After all, Makini and Rani's friendship ran close — but not as close as to suggest anything outside of the ordinary. Even taking into account Makini's magnanimous devotion towards her queen, they could not fathom anything else than a strong friendship between the mandril and lioness. And certainly not in such a way as to suggest that Makini was involved when Kion and Rani mated, or to suggest that the three had formed some sort of sexual or romantic triad.

Besides, Makini was certainly not as close to Kion as she was to Rani, even though she helped him with whatever matters arose during the course of his reign, once even saving him from a scorpion sting in much the same manner as Rafiki had done for Kion’s father Simba. There was always a gap between the two, as if some unwritten law of the circle of life kept the two from being as friendly as Makini was with Rani. Still, if anyone asked them about this distance between the two, both would respond that no such gap existed and that each got along just fine with the other.

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Mar 11

It's still Wednesday somewhere, so lets have #WIPWednesday and here's some more a future chapter of my #Pokephilia polycule story (Home, Someday, Changed) Hadewych (non-trainer) thinks about the fact that she hasn't really considered interspecies sex with her future lover Taika (Alolan Ninetales)

Text which reads: There was also the fact that Taika was a Pokémon, and while Hadewych was confident from her porn watching habits, several erotic dreams, what she wished Rikhard would more often perform for her in bed and the fact she had known she was bisexual for more than a decade, that she could stumble her way through a sexual encounter with another human woman and probably have a pleasurable time. She was less so with Taika, hell she didn't even know if when the moment came that she'd be able to do interact with Taika's body normally.

Were her genitals like human genitals? Was their configuration completely different? Did she like penetration, clit rubbing? Fuck, did Taika have a clit at all? Or did she only want stuff done to her butt? Could she, Hadewych, really put her fingers, tongue, face, into/near/on the Pokémon's genitals?

All questions Hadewych didn't know the answer to, didn't want explore on the internet and felt too weird about asking Rikhard for what he knew.

And, sure, Hadewych knew that her and Taika's relationship could have been a sex free one. She had had a sex free relationship before with Rikhard when they were teens, she could do it again.

However, it wasn't uncommon knowledge to either Hadewych herself or Taika that she liked sex. Plus the kiss and the make out it proceeded into had awoken something inside of Hadewych, and even though she didn't really know what the awoken thing wanted to do, and even it seemed a little fuzzy on the details, it was still there. Waiting inside her desires for the right moment to pounce, like an ambush Pokémon waiting for its prey.

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Mar 4

#WIPWednesday It's still Wednesday somewhere, so let's have a bit more aged up Gummi Bears fic, but this time in the future chapter with Grammi Gummi going to grab Sunni and Calla for breakfast. The start of a short, hopefully funny, second chapter in my aged up smut Gummi Bears fic.

Text which reads: Grammi Gummi was making her way to Sunni and Calla's room in a huff.

It having only been three days from the time that Calla had moved into Ursalia, and more specifically Sunni's room, it made sense for the girls to be a little late, sure. They were best friends after all and the experience of Calla having to move out of Dunwyn because her father refused to capitulate on his vision for Calla's future, was sure to wear out anyone who did that.

So Grammi could allow both girls to be fifteen, thirty or even on a good day, even forty five minutes late to breakfast, but over an hour was far too much. She didn't care how much they were having fun, or endlessly chatting after nearly being separated, it was time for them both to come to breakfast and have a nutritious morning meal, not to mention being assigned jobs around Ursalia to prepare it for the return of the Ancient Gummis.

She shook her matronly head at not having explained the breakfast, lunch and dinner timetable out to Calla in full when the girl had moved in, instead hoping that Sunni would remember to do it in her stead. Because while Grammi expected Sunni to be late to breakfast and goof off now that Calla had moved in, Calla was a far more organised girl and her being here should have been reason enough to whip Sunni into shape concerning her tardiness with breakfast.

Grammi rounded a corner and found herself not half a meter away from Sunni's door before she heard a muffled moan stop her in a her place for only a moment, before she rolled her eyes in contempt. Clearly it seemed that Ursa and Grizzly couldn't wait to have one of their not so secret rendezvous near-by, Grammi swore she ran into sections of Ursalia where those two were trying to have an affair, that if she understood Barbic society either was or was not illicit, at least twice a month.

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Feb 25

It's #WIPWednesday so let's continue this WIP I'm working on that's a Scent-kink fic set within #Zootopia. Our girl Meredith hides in a bathroom before two pieces of shit occupy the same changing rooms as her and talk loudly. CW: Homophobia, fatphobia

Text which reads: Which turned out to not be a moment to soon as the door to changing rooms loudly announced the enterence of other animals to the facilities.

"— I'm telling you another couples of weeks like that and my calves will be as hard a diamonds. I show that fucker who's a weak runner."

"Did you see that new deer struggling on doing the yoga poses during class?" Someone asked with cruel humour, "I swear I don't understand why the management even let's fatties like her join, it's not like its going to do her any good when — Ewww… do you smell that? It stinkes like predator in here." A woman's voice said with unmitigated disgust lacing through it's tone.

"Must be that wolf… Merii something, I saw her walking in here an hour or two ago." The other voice said dismissively.

Meredith rolled her eyes as she recognised the voices of the two worst animals who frequented this gym, Clover and Missy, a rabbit and hare friend duo that everyone else at the gym hated for their judgmental put downs of other gym goers and the insistent length of their insipid and frequently abusive conversations, as the sound of paws moving deeper into the changing rooms echoed in the empty space.

"Well I hope she's still not in here," Clover continued on in a disgusted tone, "I don't want her eyeing me up and down, waiting for the right moment to pounce."

"Well she's got one of those rainbow flags on her bag, plus one of those other flags that I think means she's a dyke, so she's probably not looking at you just for a meal," Missy teased to Clover, as Meredith felt her heckles rise at being called a slur.

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Feb 18

#WIPWednesday It's still Wednesday everywhere else, so let's have some bad ending aged up Gummi Bears fic, with Calla bemoaning her abandonment by the Gummi bears and how she starts to cope with it. Which is a weird Sunni doll. Things then just get worse.

Text which reads: And as Calvin gave into his obsession with Ursalia, and it's upkeep, Calla started to feel so isolated from the world around her, abandoned or disconnected by her friends, with only her father for company, that she felt the need for some small part of the community she had had before the Gummi bears had disappeared, especially Sunni. In the end the idea for a doll was inspired by the time she and the Gummi's had used one to trick Marie, and the memory of almost believing that the doll had been Sunni.

Originally she had tried to make it herself, however sewing and stitching had never really been her strongest skill set, so she had hired a well known seamstress and used the picture that Gusto had made of her and Sunni side by side as reference. Calla knew the woman thought she was half crazy, especially when Calla had supplied one of Sunni's old dresses as the clothing for the doll.

But in the end, none of that had mattered, nor the exorbitant fee that the woman had asked for at the end of it all, for Calla finally had something of her friend that she could hold, something she could feel under her fingertips, and it genuinely did help Calla feel less alone. Less dragged down by the knowledge that her best friend probably wasn't coming back. That Sunni hadn't even tried to tell her that they were leaving, that she had in the end occupied so little of her best friend's mind that she hadn't even left a note to Calla.

At first the doll had only occupied her room, and was simply an object for her to hold whenever she felt down or malaised, usually about the Gummi bears leaving but eventually about whatever parts of her life weren't going well. Which eventually became consistent in its occurrence as she aged and the supposed need for her to be married was told to her father again and again. Which her father listened to intently.

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Feb 11

It's #WIPWednesday so let's continue this WIP I'm working on that's kinda being whirling around in my head for a couple of years and it's all to do with Scent-kink stuff and #Zootopia. Our girl Meredith has just had an orgasm and is coming down to remember some very painful truths of her society.

White on black text which reads: After which it took an almost full four minutes of time to past for the entirety of what she had just done to come along and smack her across the muzzle painfully hard.

She was totally going to get kicked out of the gym for this, hell she’d probably have to pay a fine for gross indecency in public. Plus there went her semi-friendship with Courtney, the zebra would probably get a restraining order against her when she found out.

Fuck, what if the police were called? She really didn't want to become another statistic of a predator killed by the police over prey fear.

Fuck.

Meredith dropped the underwear, and then quickly bent down to pick it up again from the tiled floor, worrying over it state. Getting the underwear dirty would make anyway to save the situation impossible.

There are ways to save this, her brain whispered conspicuously as Meredith unconsciously scrunched and released the cotton garment again and again in her right paw, put the underwear back and no one would be the wiser. One perfect crime, just this once, Courtney doesn't need to know, the gym doesn't need to know and then we can get back to just using this gym for it's established reasons. We had the sniff we needed, there's no reason that this has to derail anything. Just put the underwear back and we can go back to normal.

Meredith would have to contend that this did sound like a wonderful idea, just slip the underwear back into Courtney's locker, pretend like nothing happened and get on with her life. It wasn't that difficult.

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Feb 4

#WIPWednesday It's still Wednesday most everywhere, so let's have something new. This is the start of a fic inspired by some awesome furry sapphic art by the furry artist Dolljoints, which focus on a the ritual of a newly married Darling (Dog) and Cynthia (Sheep).

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The wedding had been perfect, sure at least two things had been set on fire, one of Darling's uncle had nearly hit her sister, and somehow two of her nieces were nursing broken noses after a weird double accident involving a game of tag and the hard edge of one of the tables, but the wedding had been perfect.

They had walked down the aisle, and said their vows in front of the wedding tree. It was official to the whole world that she was now married to Darling and Darling married to her.

Cynthia knew that she'd probably look at the photos of both her and Darling in their wedding dresses over and over again into her aging years, marvelling at both her and Darling in pure sparkling white, marvelling at her own daring at defying her parents and society at large.

Honestly it nearly didn't feel real, like this was all some sort of weird extended dream, and that any other second she'd wake up as a teen in her old room, in her old house, trapped with her homophobic parents and nearly feeling suicidal. But as the seconds after kissing Darling in front of her invited family turned into hours, as the sun set and the night was filled with drinking, eating and dancing with her wife that seemed less and less likely. And the fact she was now married to the love of her life more real.

But now the wedding was over, and their honeymoon awaited.

And yet there was one last thing to do.

Something that was for Darling and Cynthia's eye's only, and yet was it own sort of wedding vow, something that had been discussed at length. A ritual to bind them together, but which would only been known to them and maybe the occasion very similar friend.

A promise made in total devotion to her wife.

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Jan 28

#WIPWednesday It's Wednesday most everywhere, so how about we try something new. This snippet is the starting point of a new #Zootopia story featuring Nick and Judy currently being friends with benefits. Don't get too comfortable though, this is getting trans and sapphic in the near future.

Text which reads: Nick wouldn't consider himself very strange, after all he was a simply red fox tod with all the trappings you'd usually find in your usual tod.

Sure he probably had the markings of a fox who had lived it a bit rough for most of his life, but he still had all his toes, all his fingers, the greater majority of his teeth. And of course all the essentials of what made a tod, a tod, were there, testicles, sheath, penis and knot. He even produced sperm, at least if the last pregnancy scare of a now long gone girlfriend was to be believed and if the white stuff that stained his boxes from time to time was because of the presence of the little swimmers instead of some strange medical condition.

Of course all animals were individuals, and Nick was no different, so he was considered a bit more lanky than your average tod. Also there was his job, the police weren't usually the line of work most tods went into, especially in Zootopia. And of course there was his preferred professional partnership with a bunny. Most tods, from Nick's observations, didn't mesh well with smaller prey animals, especially those of the fairer sex. And if they did, it was definitely in a more transactional way.

Sexism and speciesism all rolled into one Nick guessed. 'You want to stab my back, I want to stab yours', kind of way of the world, or it least it had been for most of Nick's life.

So it would be fair, Nick thought, to say that very few tods had been in his place currently, despite his commonality with them. Which was to say, very few other tods that he knew was currently getting a blowjob from a female bunny who they considered to be one of their best friends. Nor, probably, did that very small number of tods getting a blowjob from a female bunny who they considered to be one of their best friends imagine themselves as a vixen during this, and instead a penis imagined their female bunny best friend licking their imaginary clitoris.

But well, here he was, doing exactly

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Jan 21

#WIPWednesday It's still Wednesday somewhere, so let's have a bit more aged up Gummi Bears fic, but this time a coming together fic featuring Calla and Sunni. Specifically the part right before the sex starts, where basically a game is getting out of hand. Which involves kissing.

Texting which reads: It's only at the contact that Calla finds her own eyes closing in similarity to Sunni's.

The gummi bears lips are cold and clammy, and with her already puckering them it feels a little weird against Calla's own. The rigid wrinkled skin of Sunni's meeting Calla's slightly warmer and smoother lips unevenly, much like the kisses Sunni and Calla had exchanged as children in play, the excuse of doing it 'as the French did' being the whole reason for its occurrence. And which Calla remembered being not at all that exciting or fun.

But as Calla lips continued to touch with her best friend, the feelings Calla was experiencing were completely different from when they were children. They burned and wanted, coating her lips in electricity and fire, which drove her forward to continue the kiss past any reasonable excuse for a kiss made as a dare.

Suddenly Calla feels Sunni's hands pushing her off of her, which Calla did hastily and with her heart beating in her ears, lips still tingling with electricity like shocks.

Which brought Calla hovering over Sunni, a look of something terrible splashed across Sunni face, which was causing Calla's heart to beat even faster than it had been before, thoughts urging her to say she was sorry, that she hadn't meant to push the kiss that far or long. That it didn't mean anything.

Then quickly, as if she had not entirely thought out the action, Sunni grabbed Calla's wet clinging smock and pulled the human back towards her, meeting their lips in another kiss, this one not at all dared for or even discussed.

But now Sunni's lips are slightly warmer and they are no longer creased, instead they meet Calla's own lips hastily but with surprising tenderness. Calla feeling the same pull she had felt now reflected in Sunni.

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Jan 14

#WIPWednesday It's still Wednesday somewhere, so let's have a bit more aged up Gummi Bears fic, but this time an honest to fucking god smut fic featuring Calla and Sunni. Specifically the part before the smut starts, where basically a game is nearly get out of hand.

Text which reads: Calla looked up, sweeping her wet hair out of her eyes, and found Sunni pointing and laughing at her not five meters away, so she lunged again from her position in the pond. This time feeling herself collide with the bear, pushing them both into the water of the pond, Calla atop Sunni, the cold water only reaching to her elbows. Calla grinned down at Sunni, the former visage of the bear as stupefyingly beautiful no longer true, with her being held down.

"Got ya!" Calla announced triumphantly as she continued to hold down the bear, though mindful that the water reached up to lap at the chest of the horizontal Sunni.

Sunni looked up at Calla sourly, annoyance besmirching her face as she started to talk, "Okay, okay get off me." Sunni thrashed in Calla's pin, trying to wiggle out of the hold the princess had over her.

Calla just continued to looked down smugly from her position atop Sunni as she easily held onto the smaller woman, "Why should I? It seems I have captured the fabled lady Gummi of the lake. Surely I get something from trapping a woman so rare."

"What do want, a sword?" Sunni asked condescendingly as she struggled.

"Nah, not really my type of weapon." Calla replied with flippancy. "And I didn't realise that beautiful women hanging out in lakes gave them out."

"Oh I'm beautiful now am I? Well in that case, would you want a kiss?" Sunni asked with mockery as she accepted her fate of being pinned.

Calla felt her cheeks start to burn with a light blush at her accidentally calling Sunni beautiful, before the mockery in Sunni's voice roused her to further action, "And what if I did?" Calla asks as she leans down close to Sunni's face.

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Jan 10

Text which reads Furries = "Animal anthropomorphisation and its wonderfully terrible and terribly wonderful outcomes" on an orange background filled with various minimalistic cat heads in a cartoon style

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Jan 7

Because it's still #WIPWednesday somewhere here's more of my #Octavia and #Loona sexting fic (coming out soon) that I've been working on (Aged up and in an AU where Stolas and Blitz never met each after that one day as kids). Just some wholesome masturbation to someone else masturbating.

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A white furred arm could just be seen slightly out of frame holding the phone that was filming, intense light reflecting off the white fur of the hellhound's thighs as Octavia felt her heart beating harder and harder in her chest. Then a hand appeared and glided down, spreading the canine lips before her again, though now those lips glistened brightly with wetness in the light as a husky voice out of frame said, "Look at the messs you've made of me," in a slightly slurred tone.

The hands on Octavia's nipple and clit got back to their furious work, as the video played out, Octavia more alive than she'd ever been at what she was witnessing. The hand which had spread the pussy lips moving to rubbing where Octavia now knew was hidden the hellhound's clit, the sight drawing Octavia in as soft whines emanated from her speakers, before more words were spoken, the voice no longer as husky, "This is allll for you," though still in that same lightly slurred tone.

Octavia picked up her pace, fingers now bearing down hard on her clit, before the video nearly shocked her as the fingers rubbing the clit of moonlight_howling_666 descend even further, slipping into the folds of her pussy with nearly no resistance, a thumb now taking the place of the fingers as it pressed against the clit as the hellhound fingered herself rapidly. Bringing more soft whines and whimpers from the unseen voice of moonlight_howling_666 before she spoke again, Octavia on the edge of her orgasm, "Fuucck! I neeed to be fuuckked."

Moonlight_howling_666's admission was finally what took Octavia over the edge, as she continued to watch the video. Her orgasm crashing down on her, her limbs filling with static as moonlight_howling_666's voice melted into her brain, her clit pulsating under her fingers in rapid waves. But even with Octavia's orgasm washing over her the canine pussy on the screen was still being fucked by moonlight_howling_666's own fingers as the hellhound chased her own orgasm.

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Dec 28

Honestly it's been leaps and bounds for the number of my Ao3 subscribers the last couple of months. The last three are within the last month with no new fics uploaded and no new comments on my fics. So it seems they're just kinda multiplying very slowly.

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Dec 24

Properly this line which is in an upcoming fic (AU, Owling at the moon (Octavia x Loona), Helluva Boss, sexting) hopefully released on Ao3 2026.

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Dec 22

This moment between three OCs in my pokemon polycule fic (archiveofourown.org/works/656339...), where a human woman and a (F) Ninetales are inexplicably snuggling (after settling their rivalry) together on the floor and their shared boyfriend finds them. It's fun, cute and a little gay.

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He lets out a low rumble of a laugh before he asks, “What in the world are you two doing?”

Hadewych’s acerbic response is faster than Taika and the measured response she was thinking up, “Christ alive Rikhard, what’s it look like we’re doing!? We’re lying on the floor.”

“I mean, why are you lying on the floor, and why are you two snuggled up together?” Rikhard explains, his jovial appreciation of the sight in front of him never leaving his voice despite his girlfriend’s biting response.

Taika is quicker on the response this time as she projects it to both humans “We’re enjoying the softness of the carpet Hadewych has finished cleaning, Rikhard.”

A beat passes, Rikhard's last question hanging in the air as all three participants in this conversation wait for someone to answer it..

“And I’m cuddling Taika because you're not the only one with the right to cuddle her, okay? Is that alright with you?” Hadewych says, her tone obviously defensive and her cheeks burning as she refuses to look over her shoulder at her boyfriend.

Rikhard tries, not very successfully, to hide his joy at Hadewych’s answer. “That’s more alright than you can possibly know, Haddy.”

“Well good,” The retort is instant before Hadewych pulls her other hand out from under her and quickly pats the floor next to her, in the space unoccupied by Taika, “Now come down here and enjoy this fucking carpet with us.”

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Dec 17

It's Wednesday out there somewhere so lets have a little #WIPWednesday and we continue from week before last. This my #KungfuPanda fic featuring the Furious Five at a party being thrown in a Brothel for them (before Po) as a thanks for saving the Brothel. Now featuring Viper and friends.

Text which reads: "It's great to see you girls, and guilty as charged, and don't worry about calling me Viper, you've known me longer than the others have known me, so you can use my old name." Viper explained as she swayed side to side to the beat the girl who was currently on the stage, plucking out something on the guzheng.

"Wh-why'd they even force you to change you-your name though? Like Xiaoling is a really nice name, I wish my parents had cared enough to give me it instead of Ling," Ling complained as she swayed along with Viper, though it was clear from her swaying that this was more from her increasing drunkenness rather than the music playing.

"It's tradition, when you become part of the Furious Five, you are assigned a name that corresponds with your species," Viper calmly explained as she held out her cup for Ming to refill with more Mijiu.

"Tradition?" Ming asks as she fills Viper's cup.

"Well it helps us if say if any enemies we face get it into their thick heads to try and target our families, can't exactly target a family without a family name. Of course some of the more ruthless and powerful villains we face would take the more simplified route of trying to murder all the animals who are of the same species, but again our names are so unspecific that any sort of target removal is made very difficult. And hopefully if someone did try and do that we've already been informed about any attempted massacres and set out to stop it." Viper laid out as she took a now measured sip out of her cup of Mijiu.

"Ohhhhh that's instennsse," Ling slurred.

"Yeah," Viper smiled stiffly, "so that's the reason. Thankfully we've never had to deal with anything like that, but I know the histories talk about it happening, so not fun," Viper ended as she took another measured sip out of her.

"Augh, I'm so-so sorry for asking now." Ling nearly whines.

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Dec 10

It's still Wednesday so lets have a little #WIPWednesday and here's the start of the a future chapter of my #feral #Pokephilia polycule story Hadewych (a non-trainer woman) thinks about the fact that she hasn't really considered the genitals of her future lover Taika (An alolan Ninetales)

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Hadewych had never really given any thought to Taika's genitals, even back at her mother's house when she had masturbated to that time she had discovered evidence of Taika masturbating in her former room, she hadn't really thought about the fact that Taika had a vulva, or nipples, or that she would one day want to touch them. Sure she had seen Taika's 'business', as it were, the Ninetales walked around with no clothes on as all Pokémon did, but it had occupied her mind no more than any other time she saw the 'business' of any other Pokémon. It was simply just a thing that happened and which she didn't dwell on.

People sometimes got an eye full of the gentiles of a Pokémon, it happened, it was normal, but you carried on not caring or maybe complaining only if whichever Pokémon kept doing it to you. Because people who cared about Pokémon genitalia were pokephiles, and she was no pokephile.

But, of course, that was no longer strictly true. Hadewych had now kissed Taika, how now made out with Taika, had held her and told the Ninetales that she loved her, that she had always had feelings for her despite the way she had shown it. And Taika had reciprocated, she had kissed Hadewych back, had made out with her and their bodies moved and shifted naturally against each other, craving the touch to accommodate long held but suppressed feelings. They had even talked to Rikhard about it all, explaining about what had happened that day on the couch, what Hadewych had realised while at her mothers and what Taika had discovered about herself in the months since the rift between her and Hadewych had began to heal, as well as they're want to now make Hadewych and Taika's relationship part of agreement, part of the throuple, which of course Rikhard had said yes too.

And yet, even considering all that Hadewych had never given thought to what sex between them would looked like, what the coming together of their bodies would entail. Because despite being bi,

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Dec 3

It's Wednesday so lets have a little #WIPWednesday and we continue from last week. This my #KungfuPanda fic featuring primary Tigress at a party being thrown in a Brothel for her and furious five (before Po became the dragon warrior) as a thanks for saving the Brothel.

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She had wanted to say no, that the furious five never needed payment of any kind for their services, but then it had started snowing (not uncommon in the mountains) and the madam of the establishment had offered rest and relaxation for her team, as well as hot meals, soft beds and if desired pleasurable company. And with every offer Tigress' team had become ever more enchanted with staying, "If only for the night Tigress" Tigress remembered Viper asking with pleading eyes, something that Tigress had never been that good at resisting the charms of. So Tigress had given into the desires of her team, and agreed that they could stay of one night at the brothel.

Though she had made it clear in no uncertain terms that none of them as member of the Furious Five would partake in the pleasurable company offered. After all warm food, soft beds and bathing was one thing to be offered but sex was out of the question. Not only for how it would surely be talked about if the knowledge that the Furious five had accepted sexual favours as a reward for saving innocents was ever to spread outside the brothel (A likely thing considering how much Tigress had heard about the loose tongues of prostitutes and their flowing gossip lines) but also because of just how much shame it would bring to Jade palace should a bastard child of Monkey, Crane or Mantis show up on their steps one day or even more embarrassingly, if either her or Viper were made pregnant (even though Tigress knew that was highly unlikely for either of them).

So here she stood, agitated and annoyed as her team partied with the prostitutes of this road-side brothel. Honestly she wanted to just walk up and find the room the madam had promised, lie down and sleep, and thus miss being forced to exist in a space full of cheer that she did not feel, but she'd already had to remand Monkey three times for trying to sneak off with one prostitute or another and she didn't think he'd not try again.

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Nov 26

It's Wednesday out there somewhere so lets have a little #WIPWednesday and let's have something new. This is a new #KungfuPanda fic featuring primary Tigress at a party being thrown in a Brothel for her and furious five (before Po became the dragon warrior) as a thanks for saving the Brothel.

Text which reads: Tigress was agitated.

Which to be fair wasn't unusual, Tigress was usually agitated in someway, a failing of hers that she wasn't the best at overcoming even this many years into her training. But Tigress would certainly argue that her reason for being agitated currently was entirely reasonable. After all who wouldn't be if there were in her skin?

Seven days away from the Jade Palace and not even on the road yet, and all because they had made the unfortunate decision to rescue a road-side brothel from some bandits. Sure, Tigress was happy to help fend off the bandits, that was their job as masters of Kung Fu and as the Furious Five, to save the helpless and weak from those who would seek to hurt them. And the fact that the animals who she had helped save were prostitutes was of no concern to her, she had long ago pledged to help those in need, no matter their occupation or past. All that mattered was if they were not causing harm to others and were being threatened by others who wished to cause harm.

Tigress would have take on even the Emperor's armies if they were trying to cause harm to an innocent, no matter who or what the innocent may have done, so long as they were not doing it now. That was the way of things.

So it was not that she had helped some random brothel fight back a few bandits that was the cause of her agitation, nor was it really that they were so far away from the Jade Palace. Really it was the decision of the brothel owner to reward the furious five with a celebration that was the true cause of her agitation, because it meant now she was stuck seven days away from the Jade Palace, not moving as her team was pampered with a party the likes of which Tigress already knew she hated before being involved.

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Nov 19

Because it's still #WIPWednesday somewhere here's another taste of my recent #Octavia and #Loona sexting fic that I've been working on (Aged up and in an AU where Stolas and Blitz never met each after that one day as kids). Octavia is writing a story for Loona. Context: Loona is drunk in this fic.

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You then jump into the shower and let the warm water wake you up slightly while also soothing your muscles from dancing, before starting the cleaning process, cleaning your fur from the mess it's become during the night. But as you start really getting the dirt out from your fur, you feel something in your core, something you would never imagine to happen as you clean a club's muck off you. Arousal, hot and pulsing between your legs as you stand there in your warm shower. You turn off the shower quickly and drip warm water into the bath below you for a few moments before reaching down with your fingers, only to find the truth of what you feel in your core responding to the touch of you with excitement, clit pulsating and wetness smearing along your fingers as you touch yourself gently, a soft moan letting itself escape from your mouth before you can stop it. As you continue to touch yourself gently, knees buckling at just how good it feels, you try and think about how you're so horny. Especially where you are and what you're doing, before a memory from earlier in the night makes itself known in your still slightly intoxicated mind, the club saying at the opening of the night and on the tickets that they promised each patron 'A touch of lust's finest offerings', which you thought at the time meant the dancing demons in the cages and the drinks not being watered down. :Taxidermy_stars

But now that you think about it, it probably meant that pink glittery stuff that had been sprayed on all the demons dancing, which had made you feel just a little bit horny at the time, and had made many of the other demons around you really horny (which you had just taken as how Lust was usually like), and which considering your hellhound immunity would of taken a bit longer to effect you. You let out a sigh and grumble of "Fucking bullshit Lust", which quickly falters into a moan as your fingers continue their ministrations without your conscious thought. :Taxidermy_stars

🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian@drhegemony· Nov 12

#WIPWednesday Because it's still Wednesday somewhere, let's have a touch more aged up Gummi Bears fic, but this time an honest to fucking god smut fic featuring Calla and Sunni. Specifically the part before the smut starts, where basically Calla realises that she thinks Sunni is hot.