My "problem" all started back in 2002. I had bought a new game for my Nintendo Gamecube, the game was called Star Fox Adventures. Little did i know at the time but this game would change my life forever. I proceeded to complete the game, as one does, and at the end saved Krystal from within the huge crystal she was trapped within. This journey throughout the game had lead me to a point to where i had fallen in love with this digital character.
Fast forward a few years and I had now collected much furry fan art of Krystal. During these few years almost every session of spank the monkey had involved this character and my fantasies with her. Fast forwarding to the present day i have moved on somewhat onto everything universally furry, but still think about Krystal on a bi-daily basis, dotted about with other erotic furry characters. My collection spans nearly 20GBs of pictures and comics totally over 35,000 unique pictures. I'm now so psychologically "trained" that real women are no longer of sexual interest to me. They're simply all the same now (personality withholding of course). I love the variations in shapes, traits, colours and attributes that is present in the furry fandom. And thus i'm a dirty furry.
For the past 3 years I've been to Eurofurence, an annually themed furry convention in Germany. Nobody close to me knows anything about this, except for 1 friend back in 2003 whom caught on to my liking of Krystal.
Not a confession as such, just an anonymous "coming out of the closet".
I once bought her a sexy maid outfit a couple of sizes too large on purpose so I could wear it before sending back for the correct size. To be honest though, seeing her in the correct size was a lot hotter than wearing it myself. She doesn't know about my 'problem'.
