Silver-Furred Sled Dogs is a 100k-word TF novella I started about a year ago. It follows a lot of plot lines but is primarily a story about the rehabilitation of a dog TF victim. This is something that I've wanted to tackle for years - probably ever since I started writing about TF.

For me, the fascination with TF originated from seeing it casually depicted in kids media when I was young. There is a trope in a lot of cartoons and animated movies wherein a character is transformed into an animal as a matter of cheap slapstick. And I understand why - animated media is full of silly body changes as if their puppets are made of pudding or clay. This character, usually while hobbling around as a horse or croaking as a frog or barking angrily as a dog, would then be laughed at by the other characters, sometimes as the scene fades to gray. One last laugh to see the audience goodbye. When the transformation is meant to be seen as an actual threat, something that the remaining heroes have to undo, rest assured that there will still be plenty of teases made at the transformed person's expense along the journey. Perhaps the character made into a dragon will have to fly their friends to safety at some point, or some other action set piece involving their new body.

It always got to me. And I suspect this is only me. We all have different things that get "stuck" in our heads when we consume things, and it's the buildup that often becomes what we write about. A writer's main goal is to convey to others why these things get "stuck" in their brain - and maybe, even, why they should get stuck in your brain too. Regardless, there were episodes of cartoons I would skip when binging on DVDs or Netflix. I had to avoid transformation. It made me feel weird inside, and not even as a kink thing - at least not yet. I just couldn't stand the thought that a person could be forced into a body they do not enjoy, maybe even a body they actively hate, and all their so-called-friends would just stand there and laugh and make puns about it as if it's not a deeply terrifying experience.

Then I discovered stories about characters transforming into things, on the internet. Stories where the whole point was that a character gets transformed. And instead of laughing with the non-transformed buddies, or cheering when one of them rides on the back of their friend who recently wasn't a horse, we're right up inside the heads of the TFees. The whole point of TF stories is to convey the entire reality of getting transformed.

It is a fetish for me. I think it became that because of the forbidden nature that I developed for it in my brain. But while it is a fetish, it's still something that I enjoy mainly for the visual and telepathic depictions of extreme emotions. The TF victims in my stories often go on long monologues about how humiliating this treatment is for them specifically. This is kinky to me, but it is also a form of justice. Whenever I put these things into words, it is like I am going back and saving those transformed characters from the cartoons. It's not even about turning them back, it's just about making sure their emotions are conveyed. That the serious cruelty of some of these TFs is treated with its proper gravity, and not just a funny joke.

Silver-Furred Sled Dogs is the culmination of that, for me. There are lots of dark TF series that mention off-hand how the cruel and evil treatment of the TFees might cause permanent mental scarring, but I wanted to see that written. I had to give that development as much time to develop as it needed. When going into this story, I decided that I had to have a TF victim who's suffered the absolute worse TF treatment. Only then would I feel like I had covered everything.

It's a sad story. I also find the healing part very kinky. Aftercare is a lot of people's favorite part about kink. The idea of having someone who loves you and wants you to rest through your pain. This story is primarily aftercare with flashbacks to the dark depths. It's also about a few other things, but those things exist as a vehicle to show the main character's progress. No person exists in a bubble. Often, healing comes through watching other people live their lives, and helping those people not become like you.

Anyway. That's my argument for Silver-Furred Sled Dogs. Now for the marketing:

You can buy and read the entire thing right now on my Gumroad page: https://turnedintodragon.gumroad.com/l/SFSD

Otherwise, I'll be posting one chapter on the 15th of every month. The chapters do have brief recaps of earlier events, and are meant to be read a month apart, so don't worry about forgetting too much.

It's priced at 22 dollars. I know that's steep and I apologize. I need money though. I won't disparage readers who don't buy it - in fact, I will be very flattered by people who show up to read the chapter every month. This is just a way to support me.

Only other thing I want to say is: Thanks for reading my dumb attempts to clean out what gets "stuck" in my filter. It means a lot that there are other people who care about this stuff - both in a sexual way or a more story-centered way. Both types are important to me. And thanks to anyone who commissioned me, back when I did those.

I'm also writing serious novels. You may hear about those in the future. I don't know if they're any good.

---TurnedIntoDragon