River Gaytor
I'm starting this concept as a story with the potential for a comic later. I am keeping everything short so even the busiest fur can read it. Please enjoy this story.
River Gaytor
By: Razial Drakken
I had the perfect life. Growing up as the older of two siblings, I had it all. I had the looks, the athletics, the house, the money, and the popularity. Hell, I even made straight A’s throughout school into my college years. Girls would gush over me, though I never had sex with any of them. Most of the guys wanted to be my friend. The teachers would smile at me, and I heard them whisper, “he is going to be something someday.” Well, being on the football team did send me to college for a time. But let me back up for context.
See, my name is Bubba River, I’m an Anthro-gator, and I live in a small fishing town in Tennessee called Hush Puppy. After I graduated college, I moved back and took a job teaching philosophy at the local community college. I married the homecoming queen, Sandra Dimple, another gator, and the wedding was perfect… except for one little thing. I was gay.
Now, to Sandra’s credit, she was highly mature and way more intelligent than I could ever have hoped to be in this life. The night of our wedding, we tried having sex, and I couldn’t get it up. I tried so many times, and she looked attractive, but nothing happened. I buried my face into my hands, “I’m so sorry. I didn’t know this would happen,” I said as I felt her arm wrap around me.
“It’s not your fault. Biology can be a funny thing sometimes,” Sandra cooed.
Who needed a psychologist when you had her around? I knew she studied psychology as a hobby, but I never knew the depth of her knowledge. “Think back, honey. When were the times you experienced arousal?”
I looked at her, and the first thought that came to mind was in my freshmen year of high school. All of us boys were changing in the locker room, and I felt excited. I played it off as going to take a quick shower. The realization of that memory hit me so hard that I nearly fainted. “No, this can’t be. I…I cannot be…gay?” I said, sounding more afraid than I meant.
Sandra lightly raked her hands along my back and said, “I know this is a shock, but you have nothing to be ashamed of. This is natural beautiful thing and it should not be feared. It is simple biology, nothing more and nothing less.”
“But… everything I’ve built to this point… will be lost,” I said as I leaned against her.
“Not necessarily. I can’t promise there won’t be some backlash, but you have me as a support. We both deserve to be happy. Even if it is not with each other,” she said as we stayed like that throughout the night.
Soon after, we filed for divorce, and word got out about my orientation. I lost most of my friends and family for a while. Thankfully, I was still about to retain my job at the community college. One morning, I looked into the mirror and smiled back at myself. Little did I know, I was about to meet the love of my life in the form of a snake.
…to be continued.