How Jocelyn Got Her Muse On (furry, non-futa)

Story by Hardcover

Okay, after a lot of time, I finally got my first yiff furry story done. I've been thinking of expanding my hentai writing into furry territory for a while now. Jocelyn was originally going to appear in a more elaborate story called Jocelyn's Song, but I decided on this simpler, more fun one first. The world Jocelyn inhabits is one a created for a story I haven't written yet called Shady Tales, which would be about a Raccoon girl thief.

In a nut shell, Jocelyn is a gray fox girl musician who is approached after performing in the park by a cat girl artist who wants to paint her nude. Naturally, this leeks to a lot of fun that has nothing to do with paint. I hope you all fall in love with Jocelyn as much as I have. I made her Jewish because I don't think I've ever seen a Jewish furry character before. Contains some mild drug use as well.

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HOW JOCELYN

GOT HER MUSE

ON

By Hardcover

Ten years ago, in the month of November, scientists at a top secret government research facility were working on a project to give ordinary soldiers the enhanced senses and abilities of various animals. The method used was a mutative gene delivered by piggy backing on a harmless virus.

Without realizing it, a low level worker became exposed, and carried the virus to an airport where he was catching a flight to go home for his vacation. And from there it spread all over the world. By the time the scientists realized that the experiment had gotten out, it was too late.

The virus caused anyone affected to take on not only the abilities, but the physical attributes of various animals. Those infected with the virus, about half the world’s population, became known as ‘Furs’. The various animal attributes they manifested were known as ‘totems’, most Furs having at least two totems.

Faced with this radical alteration to the species, the human race, as it so often did, simply adapted.

Running her hands along the tightly strung strings of her guitar, Jocelyn carefully plucked the strings, tuning the guitar a little while she contemplated what to play next. The sun over the large park filtered through the oak tree that she stood under, warming up her furry body as her dark furred fingers gripped her pick and lightly strummed the instrument, a Taylor GA5 acoustic guitar, mahogany top with a red cedar body. She ran her hands over the smooth wood feeling the vibrations of the strums in the empty core of the instrument. What to play? What to play?

A good sized crowd had gathered where she stood, waiting for her to start. She looked down at the tip jar next to her guitar case and saw with some satisfaction that it was filled almost to capacity. It was a fairly mixed bunch, smooth and furs alike, which was good. This was a pretty good crowd, much better then a few days ago when her playing had been interrupted by a group of anti-fur activist assholes who turned her concert into a shouting match. Bunch of fascist cocksuckers they were, the bunch of them. And it didn’t help that Jocelyn’s mother was one of them, which is why her furry daughter was completely estranged from her.

Jocelyn was quite obviously a fur, and her primary totem was grey fox. She was in her early twenties and most of her curvy, voluptuous body was covered in short medium grey fur, but the tips of her long fox ears, her hands, her feet, and the tip of her long bushy tail were all jet black. Also, a swath of white fur led from her chin, down her chest and stomach to her crotch, covering the front part of her body. Her hair, long and wavy just like it had been when she was a smooth, was also white, although the bottom was black. Most people were a little surprised to find out that was its natural color.

Her secondary totem was mountain lion, although it didn’t really affect her appearance at all, it more resulted in enhanced speed and agility and excellent night vision as well as the fact that she purred whenever she was happy or contented. Mind you, while she hadn’t checked it out officially, she was pretty sure she had a bit of canine totem in her in addition to vulpine proper because whenever she was excited her tail tended to wag in a very un-fox-like display. She didn’t really mind, as most people found it cute.

But what to play?

She was dressed in a pair of tight fitting cut off jean shorts that were low riding on her hips, allowing her tail to curve over the back comfortably. She was barefoot as was her wont, and also wore a white short vest that was open to reveal the red strapless bikini top she wore underneath it, her furry cleavage amply exposed. She also wore a silver necklace with a Star of David h

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