The Magic Mirror Maze
Excitement was in the air as the four friends made their way around the carnival that was in town for the weekend. Jaxxy, Zip, Gator, and Jake had visited every attraction and ridden every ride the carnival had to offer except for one; The Magic Maze...
A Little Problem
Jeremy had a little problem. Well, it was a _big _problem, but it was a problem with being little. Since he was a mouse, he was much smaller than a lot of the other furs he would encounter around town. Of course, this was not an unusual situation...
Precious Cargo (Part 1)
"mental regression, extensive drooling, incontinence." "kerry shirwore?" "mental regression, extensive drooling, incontinence." "mikey dobson?" "mental regression, extensive drooling, incontinence." "nancy wilosh?"
Deer Me. No, Deer You
Inwardly, he joked that mental regression was often the theme to the fetish stories he loved to secretly read. what he'd expected was some sort of motivational video or pseudoscience seminars, not this.
Fallen from Grace [Comm]
#22 of short story commissions ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ once two proud furs of high military rank, griffth and riley now must endure the blissful ignorance of existing as two mentally regressed adult puppies.contains: diapers, diaperfur, potty-usage
Commissioned: Don't mess with the witch.
A horrid stench entered the basement as the mentally regressed vixen soiled her diapers with glee, patting the crinkling plastic with her hands and savouring the warm, mushy feeling on her backside. ms.
Mantra Brutes
Awakening with a groan Oengus rubbed his head and attempted to get up before ramming his horns right into the roof of the small space and falling back down. "Fuck..." he growled. The charr's deep voice filling the small space that he occupied as he...
Daddy Kenny Adopts Puppy You
You didn't know what was happening at first. "There you are, puppy!" All you knew was the sensations of a pair of big fuzzy golden mitts resting on your shoulders, the hot breath of some big hulking predator looming just behind you, and faint...
My Talking Dog Made Me Her Pet (Now She’s Judging My Body)!
I followed, clambering on all fours, my own tail wagging like a dog’s as i further mentally regressed into my new role as pet. she was splayed out atop the comforter, laying on her back, her head on what i would formerly have called my pillow.
A Much Longer Past
I was just recently given a rushed mental regression therapy session. i'm still trying to clear my head, honestly. you should have seen me before i went through that. "i didn't care about anyone.
Item A002: The Jammies
Once wearing a002, the affected male will begin to mentally regress in age at an estimated rate of 10 years per day until losing cognitive function completely, shortly after which they will expire due to brain hemorrhaging, during this regression process,
Maize the Magnificent Part 1/2
Part I: Discoveries Within Filth Maize the Malevolently Magnificent frowned as he stared at his computer monitors within the depths of his newly minted Evil Lair. The Fox, tall and lithe stood in front of those monitors, sipping a cup of hot tea with...