Mr. Fuzzy

In an attempt to connect with the community in My City after I moved here, I tracked down and went to a few munches. For those of you out there who are not familiar with that term, it's basically a lunch/coffee/meeting where "like minded" kinksters meet - usually for BDSM, but any and all kinks and/or interests are welcome.

Munches are not a small, dark back room where you have to know the secret knock on the door and password. Usually they're in a somewhat secluded area of a public restaurant, and very friendly. That, however, is beside the point to this particular story.

At the munch in My City that I attended, I was one of the first people there. The other person there was a guy about my age (as in, under 40) that seemed fairly chatty and friendly. We chatted a bit as others filtered in. Turns out most of this group were very hardcore lifestylers over the age or close to the age of 40. Not really my group, but it's always good to know others there.

So when group-wide introductions come around, Mr. Fuzzy starts talking about how he is a "Fuzzy**"- a person who likes to emulate an animal. Admittedly something I had not heard of before, but interesting. After the munch he and I were out in the parking lot chatting, and despite my best efforts to make my goodbyes, he does the following-me-still-talking thing for a good 20 minutes. Mostly talking about how he wants to wear his purple fox outfit while getting laid. I could tell from the direction he was going that he wanted me to be the other party in this fantasy.

I told him it wasn't my kink. Not a bad thing, but not my kink. If I had been at all attracted to him, maybe, possibly, I could put up with that, but I simply wasn't. However, no matter how many times I said "I'll see you next month." and "good luck finding someone for that" and "that's just not what I'm into" he managed to not get the idea. Listen, if that's what you're into, cool. But if someone says "that's not my kink" and "no thanks" then you should get the hint and let it rest! They're not into it, and you should respect that, just as they should respect that you ARE into it.

Besides, I can only imagine the places I would have found fake purple fur for the week after- and that's just not a pleasant thought.

**Note - people into this are also known as "Furries"