Plushophiles - Just when you thought your childhood's molestation was bad enough already...

Hypodermic Johnny

I fucknut. You fucknut. He/she/we, fucknut.
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Folks, if you've been around the internet and furries long enough, you probably think you've seen it all. Inflationists, pedos, zoos, toonophiles, baby and diaperfurs, Nazi furs, pedo Nazi diaperfurs; you'd think at some point, despite all attempts to keep digging via shovels and dragon dildo-tipped pikaxes, they would hit some form of bedrock with their degeneracy.

...to which I say, let me introduce you poor deluded fucks to the plushophiles.

Yes, plushophiles! When you were a kid, did you have a beloved stuffed animal? Something soft and fuzzy to make you feel safe and loved after daddy gave you a taste of his belt every night? Well I sure hope you burned that shit or let it rot in a landfill somewhere, because god knows that'd be a better fate than ending up in the possession of one of these people.

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This one was being advertised as "life-sized and ready to have a strategically placed hole installed once the kids weren't around". This thing, as well as smaller fucktoys, were around actual children.

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For the uninformed, a plushophile looks at what should be a beloved children's toy and source of comfort and decides it's the sexiest thing since canine dick knots. To the point that there is in fact a market for these people to have custom toys made for them with the infamous strategically placed hole or appendage, depending on whether you prefer to stuff your toy or get stuffed by them.

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Of course, if you can't afford to get your very own customized plushie to violate, secondhand violation of someone else's works too! Plushophiles can often be found pawing through bargain bins and donation places, looking for their perfect fucktoy that might have been contributed by some well-meaning parent after their kid's gotten too old or too bored for it, or lurking auction houses for discontinued/collectible ones being sold by Disney collectors and the like. Some of the most popular ones include Simba/general Lion King ones, Stitch of Lilo and Stitch, Meeko of Pochahantas, and of course more recently, My Little Pony.

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BUT WHY STOP THERE! There's folks with this fetish who not only want to fuck stuffed animals, but want to become stuffed animals themselves and end up being fucktoys to other plushophiles!

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This one even comes with a story! :cryblood:

It was at the height of Eeyore's orgasm - a chunk-addled torrent of condensed sperm so thick that he felt it frothing up against his brain - that Tigger felt his little moment of clarity. Up until that point he'd been ravenously.... what's the word? 'Horny?' The notion had never occurred to him before, being a neutered stuffed animal and all that. Still, that strange light; the squirming; the... 'infestation,' yes. He remembered that, if only briefly. Something out in the forest had entered his body; made him firm; made him whole; made him 'horny'. A foreign parasite eager to witness the breeding habits of this planet, even if it had mistaken its curious non-breeding body for something suitable.

The rest of the parasite spread easily enough. Throwing himself onto his fellow denizens; filling them; corrupting them. An entire night's worth of orgiastic mindlessness with seams popping 'n semen boiling from... organs? Did they have organs now? It's unclear; they certainly still seemed to be stuffed with fluff. Few seemed to be as stuffed, eager, and uncharacteristically brutal as Eeyore, though. Seems like he had a lot of pent-up 'love' to give; what better recipient than someone so bouncy, trouncy, flouncy and pouncy? All the better to hop; clench; grind; breed!

Still, a small twinge of regret pierced his thoughts the moment he felt himself filling, the sound of snapping threads and gurgling semen-soaked fluff spluttering 'n building up inside of his half-plush body drowning out the obnoxious 'n bassy tones of the over-hung donkey just beneath. Pop! Pop, pop-pop! A gurgling wet roar of clotted half-sperm 'n half-fluff retches out of his mouth, drenching Eeyore in layers upon layers of their mingled mass. Perhaps he had overdone it - just a little.

Good examples of this sort of phenomenon include our Twilight Sparkle-loving buddy Jin and even former forum member sbm1990, whose pictures and video of him fucking his "Roxy" plush could almost rival Chris' "Julay".

And now, some links!

-Reddit community for plushophiles. Features a Discord and Skype group! :epik:
-Their "NSFW" subreddit.
-WikiFur entry on Plushophilia
-A major community site for plushophiles that's apparently been in operation forever now (NOTE: It doesn't let you access the site unless you register, unfortunately. Any nuggets of lulz will have to be milked by braver souls with throwaway accounts.)
-A horribly coded plushophile forum...guess who's a member?
-And finally, for shits and giggles, a TMZ article about how porn site Clips4Sale approached Seth MacFarlane asking him if they could make porn of Ted, that movie of his with the living vulgar teddybear.

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It's my first thread, please be gentle senpai... :oops:
 
--secondhand violation of someone else's works too! Plushophiles can often be found pawing through bargain bins and donation places--
That is not the kind of "secondhand violation" I thought you meant, and now I'm sad because I know that somewhere out there some plushophile is balls deep in some other plushophile's sloppy seconds :(
 
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The same can be said for intimate moments with stuffed animals. I treat them as if they were living creatures but I know that they are just toys, and I love that they are just toys. I like to trace the stitching along their bodies that holds them together with my fingers and whisper embarassing things in their ears and tell them that I love them. Both forgeting that they can't hear me and blissfully aware of it. A stuffed animal won't judge you and they will always be there for you if you want them to be.

More people sleep with stuffed animals than society will have you think. To me, sex with a stuffed animal is just a natural extension of cuddling them. We hug them and pet them and kiss them so why not hump them too! They are a joy to care for; to repair and clean and just spend time with. I've talked to them during anxiety attacks to calm myself down, and programmers sometimes suggest talking to a rubber duck to help you work out a problem or find a bug. So how weird is it after all?
 
http://teamdenebola.blogspot.com/2017/06/my-girlfriends-are-made-of-fabric.html?m=1
The same can be said for intimate moments with stuffed animals. I treat them as if they were living creatures but I know that they are just toys, and I love that they are just toys. I like to trace the stitching along their bodies that holds them together with my fingers and whisper embarassing things in their ears and tell them that I love them. Both forgeting that they can't hear me and blissfully aware of it. A stuffed animal won't judge you and they will always be there for you if you want them to be.

More people sleep with stuffed animals than society will have you think. To me, sex with a stuffed animal is just a natural extension of cuddling them. We hug them and pet them and kiss them so why not hump them too! They are a joy to care for; to repair and clean and just spend time with. I've talked to them during anxiety attacks to calm myself down, and programmers sometimes suggest talking to a rubber duck to help you work out a problem or find a bug. So how weird is it after all?

I have no words.
 
I've got a couple stuffed animals I'm looking to give away before i go to college in a couple weeks. I've got one I'm taking with me, and the rest i don't care for but i defiantly care enough about them that i would have a heart attack if i knew that someone was going to cover my beanie babies in the fecal matter.... i wouldn't be surprised if those stuffed animals had herpes.
 
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More Degeneracy Stories from the Reddit:

I don't know how it started but for as long as I can remember, I've had visions of cartoon animals and plushies and have always been very attracted to them. Even before I ever had a plushie. The earliest plushies I did anything with were kinda small a little bear and two pandas.

I remember being up in the middle of the night hugging the little bear and putting him close to my face to kiss him/feel the fur in my face. And I would just let the fantasy sequences go on. Funny enough I never thought of making contact with my genitals until way later, I did play with myself while holding the plushie.

It wasn't until I was 19 that I finally realized what I had to do. I had to get a decent size teddy bear and just experience what I had always been dreaming of. So I did and it did not disappoint. The first time you have a big plushie right in front of you and you're just in such a euphoric state. And that first big hug you give them just fulfills a desire that the plushie lovers have. I really didn't know what to do. In many ways I still don't. I hold my plushies and hug and kiss them, and snuggle and even do more nsfw things, and you're just left feeling so good about them that you don't know what to do. So you just keep on cuddling and loving them. It's really a dream come true.



Bought a teddy bear for a girlfriend, she bought for me. Long distance relationship. She got naughty with hers and kept telling me about it and how she used it as a proxy for physical intimacy. She suggested I try it with mine.

At first, I just snuggled and kissed it. That felt nice. One thing led to another




All my life I've been really drawn to plushies. I've made friends with them well into my 20's, and have enjoyed carrying them around. I see plushies as somehow alive, and able to feel emotion. It's an odd form of animism, I suppose. However, I've never been very sexual with them.

Recently, though, I got my first plushie crush. I bought a 5 foot squid plush, named Starla, online, and when she arrived I immediately loved her. I want her to be my mate. I want to do romantic things with her, and spend hours cuddling with her in bed and on the couch. I want to watch movies with her, and even dance with her. I really love Starla, but I don't really want to move forward and have sex with her. At least, not yet. I feel our relationship needs time to build.

Anyone else have similar experiences?
 
why the fuck is this a thing
You could ask that about a lot of things furries do, yet never get any logical answer.

Especially when it comes to wanting to fuck stuffed animals because these guys are too cheap to get it on any other way. I remember watching the episode of F-Plus that tackled these guys. Really makes you understand the mentality of these people.
 
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