Indulgence

Story by EugeneGrant on SoFurry

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#1 of Indulgence

Indulgence is an interactive erotic poetry series, written in iambic pentameter, with gay male and fat fur themes featuring a relaxed, contemporary setting and a build up to one of several explicit kinky endings. It is reminiscent of choose your own adventure literature but with a more intimate tone.Indulgence on itch.io

This is the beginning of the Indulgence interactive fat fur poetry series.

To proceed to the next passage, select one of the two paths provided in the final stanza.


A young and eager jackal starting work

You find you're unfamiliar with your role;

Despite your schooling it's your dreadful quirk

Of shyness that you fear will take its toll.

Your trendy workplace in this urban sprawl

With tech and charming colleagues here to meet

Is quite exciting, but you find there's all

So much to learn inside this office suite.

As days proceed you settle in quite well

And make new friends performing every task;

It's now you take the time to really tell

Employees questions that you'd like to ask.

A big hyena near your desk does sit;

He's chunky, quirky and a gamer too.

A brawny lion, bold and very fit -

He also leads your floor with quite a view.

Determine what your future has in store

And which of these two guys you most desire;

The quirky, big hyena gamer or

The brawny lion, bold and full of fire.

The Deviant

Mischievous, ponderous, wild and debaucherous - I am a fat boar; Darkly inclined, I'm a deviant, bearded eclectic with ardor. Writing traditional poems and musings of culture and folklore, Genres of art will inspire me when they are crafted much...

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The Rebel

Horror punk snow leopard, bold and dramatic, who dwells in the shadows - He is an ounce with a presence so big and his curves so alluring. Grey fur and wild hair quite shocking with trinkets and makeup so necrose, Spotted and spiked with great...

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Growth

With thought and care he makes his way around - A joyous mood with which he saunters through. His shirt it seems does little to eschew The growth so tight upon his torso bound. His rear and thighs in denim are confined And each round curve...

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