This little writeup is the first part of noting down the latest changes in my form that happened as I embraced more of my feral side. It’s curious how thoughts can easily add those tiny details to the looks.
I have several various tokens in wonderland and real life that helped me to stay focused to a different extent. Today I will discuss most of them, noting on their usefulness. Surely, this is something that changes from host to host but I think there is still a curious pattern that might help someone.
The building was niceCasino expansion finally doneThis girl will suffice(They wanted someone with tan) The new table clothFeels soft under her shinsHer token of trothShe’s a prize someone wins Hot cock inside herShe can’t see it; but feelsThe touch to her furThe hands on her heels He’s eager to cumBut what will boss say?Did the time come?Or she’ll have to stay? Hot cock throbs insideShe shivers;...
A flick of your tail; pointy earsYou’re gone but your scent is in airMakes me forget all of my fearsMood leaves me no room for despair
You’ve gone to sleep; eh; you’re wolfSee you next time; not in a rushWill hug you and greet you with a quiet woofThere will be time for a shower and brush
Reddit and forums are full of people asking how to improve some skill related to tulpamancy, be it visualisation or switching. The more I learn about various specific skills the more I feel that developing one of them just for the sake of ticking off a box is wrong.
Aurora; the first lemur in spacePushed hard and won the raceShe floats in the void; naked and pureBeckoning aliens; that’ll work for sure! No gravity sets her breasts freeShe spindles around so carefreeAlien sparks float next to her handsOne of them reaches down and lands Lemur is curious; what will it doThe glowing engulfs her. It is so blueA tingling sensation over her skinAurora’s orgasm is...
I have no hands and I must playMelody unfolding in the mindI imagine it; playing my wayIt sounds so pure and refined
Violin sings in a sharp voicePaired with my own loud howlI am a wolf; music is my choiceFangs glisten under my cowl
I am a little bard in the headStriving for knowledge and artSimple illusion; carefully bredI have no hands; but I have a heart
Year’s gone; but memory remainsLittle events; happy’n sad stainsLearned lots; had losses and gainsCollected few little wisdom grains I’ve fallen in love; I gave all myselfI’ve almost lost the feeling of selfIt’s hard to be alpha wolf with a horseIf he only wants me to apply real force Loved; then was left; again and againLove always ended with feeling of painOne true love is warming my chestMy...
Night is quietSomething itchesMaybe we needFew more bitches?
They will comeWe’ll make them wetFun ensuesAlong with sweat
Doubt is something that comes into the life of any tulpa eventually and it’s quite expected, really. Doubt is something people deal with every day in the life be it about tulpas or other things in life. It’s all right. It simply doesn’t matter much. I communicate with many people outside of tulpa community lately, after spending more than a year with said community. Curious that...