Anthro liberation Ch.1
this story series is about a boy in the late 1960's and the Anthro Liberation
a fictitious movement of anthropomorphic animals who fight for animal rights in a world
that won't accept them, the boy in question Brett Johnson, is a shy 16 year old. Caucasian
male facing many obstacles in life and is about to make the most important decision of his life
to leave his old life behind and join the movement or stay at home and rot away...
March 3,1967
"We want exception unite this nation!" protesters lined the streets,
holding banners and signs marching down the pavement this is anthro liberation day...
this all started two short years ago, Sunday, May 2,1965... Norfolk Boulevard Pottstown, Pennsylvania
late that night a Mr. David Sampson was walking along the sidewalk when police charged him knocking him over
they then aimed their weapons and fired killing the 32 year old. almost instantly.
Mr. Sampson, a grey wolf of 6 feet lay on the sidewalk motionless... so here today they march for their
fallen brother in the hopes of gaining their rights, I watch them from a booth in a diner eating a hamburger I
stare intently at them "Brett, don't look at those "people" there disgusting" my mother says I was furious
at the way she put quotations around people, we're all people. aren't we?
I continue to look out the window, I then spot a buck who couldn't be more than 20 years old.
my knees get weak, I start touching the inside of my left thigh near my crotch I then shake my head
to stop the thoughts and continue eating, I look outside again and see the parade walking on
I think to myself 'damn he's sexy, I bet he tastes it too' I stop dead in my tracks 'did I just think that?'
On our way home I think about the buck, how strong he looked,his beautiful brown fur, his...
wait... what! I'm not... I can't... no... we pull into the driveway, exit the car and go into the house I go upstairs to my room
shut and lock the door behind me, I climb in bed sit there and cry...
I can't be... I'm... I- I try thinking about the buck again, I start feeling weird oh god, I'm...