would you funk a fursuiter if you didnt know the gender?
Would you funk a fursuiter if you didnt know the gender?
no, because regardless of gender, they are batshit crazy
>would you funk a fursuiter
I'll stop you right there; I'd funk a fursuiter at the drop of a hat.
Where the hell am I supposed to find a fursuiter that wants to funk me?
Is the guy to the left drag queen Katya Zamolodchikova?
Howlr, telegram, or murrtube probably
Nah, there better be a penis attached to it when I funk it.
Maybe someday user. Someday.
Burn zem all
OP, you wouldn't happen to know the maker of this fursuit, would you?
This is the better of the fursuits I've seen. It fits the dude's form really well, and doesn't even look as uncanny as the run-of-the-mill Made Fur You fursuits.
Hell, I'd funk her/him any day.
Nice feet.
If by "funk", you mean, "rape to death for being a degenerate", then yeah I'd funk a fursuiter for the sake of humanity.
if guaranteed no stds, yup
This.
I wouldn't "funk" them even if I knew the gender, fucking furfags.
I mean, as long as they stay in their suit and I don't get hiv yea
nice feet
>you'll never get to smell her stinky worgen feet after a 5 hour raid
Why live.
Based worgen feet poster. Got any soles of stinky worgens?
Fuck, she's absolutely adorable.
Nice feet as well. You've upped your game since I've last seen you post. Very good stuff, my man.
I wouldn't fuck one regardless of what I knew about their gender. My most likely reaction would be to set them on fire and end their suffering.
In the long term, that is. Wearing a meltable plastic that has been set on fire will not be pleasant.
>imagine the smell
Dude... what the fuck?
Gotta have that funk.
>implying there's any reasonable issue with wanting to dig you nose deep into the pawpits of a hardy worgen after she arrives back from a 5 hour raid.
Surely, you've never lived if you haven't dreamed of the pungent stench of a worgen's stinky peets.
This must be the work of the Jews
I wish I could chalk it up to the Jews being responsible for my innate desire to sniff worgen feet, but alas, the only culprit is my life long lust to indulge in the fabled worgen toes.