Just Because I Became a Furry Doesn't Mean I Can't Draw

The two items I had asked my friend for were handcuffs and a chain.

In the illusion the Fox God had shown me, the woman had gone into heat and tried to pleasure herself, so I asked him for something sturdy and strong enough to keep my lust under control.

"They're steel handcuffs, so they won't break easily. I even enchanted them with a spell that suppresses youkai power, so slipping free won't be simple."

"Thanks, man. You even took on a request this ridiculous. I'd like to give you some kind of simple reward, but I've got nothing I can actually pay you with."

"What are you talking about? There is something you can do. Just pin that body of yours to the bed and go one round with me, right?"

"Don't talk bullshit. I bought the handcuffs and chain to survive my heat, and you want to fuck? What's wrong with your brain?"

"Even the murals in the Tomb of the Heavenly Demon show that chains and handcuffs get used in plays that amp up the lust. And wasn't that what you bought them for in the first place?"

"I'm the dog here, but the dogshit is coming out of a human's mouth, fuck."

I took the heavy handcuffs and chain and ordered him out of the house. In a blunt voice he asked me one last question.

"So how are you going to run the stream? If you go from a cam stream where you flash your chest to a no-cam stream, the viewers are definitely going to bitch about it."

"Even if I get flamed, I'll have to go no-cam. Not like I have a choice. Besides, most of the people who show up to my stream come for the clips I draw, not my chest."

"Yeah, that's true. Plenty of guys wander in thinking it's a girl cam stream because of the tits, then take one look at your viewers' insanity and bolt. Uh... is that a good thing, in a way?"

"I wouldn't call it good. If the stream gets too niche, viewers stop showing up, and then I won't gather any jeong-gi either. Damn it, this is actually a huge problem... If I don't turn the cam on, the rate I collect jeong-gi is going to hit rock bottom."

I let out a heavy sigh full of worry. My friend started unbuckling his belt and spat out more nonsense.

"If we just go at it nice and messy, you'll be topped off on jeong-gi, right? There's an infinite jeong-gi gas station right here. Why the hell would you take the long way around?"

"If it were you, would you want to get railed by some guy a week after turning into a girl? Use that thing between your ears for once, you absolute moron."

"That's weird. Most of the R-18 TS manga I've read start fucking the second they transform... Isn't getting it on with your ball-buddy right after the change just common sense?"

"That's from Belphinoia, you crazy bastard."

I smacked him across the back with my right front paw—no, my right hand—and drove him out of the house. He kept firing off sex jokes until the very end as he vanished.

"If the heat gets too rough, call me, yeah? That look of yours is even hotter to me right now."

"Go to a hospital for real, you zoophile freak. That's a mental illness. A mental illness."

"In the Goguryeo murals of Subakdo, it says furry is a normal sexual—"

"Stop talking shit and get the hell out already!"

I shouted even louder, and he finally disappeared completely. I dragged my exhausted mind over to the bed and collapsed onto it.

"...I'm so fucking tired."

— Of course you are. You want to spread your legs for a man, yet you keep forcing yourself to hold it back.

"I almost actually got fucked this time, you know that? Why the hell does he even smell so good?"

Was it because becoming a gumiho had sharpened my sense of smell so drastically?

Even from a little distance, the thick, powerful scent unique to males kept rolling off him. When he stepped closer and suggested we go one round, I had almost nodded without thinking.

This is completely fucked.

I swore I would never fall into female corruption, and I nearly broke that oath on the very same day.

— Accept reality. You are already a bitch.

"Why am I a bitch?"

— Is there not a phrase you always have on your lips? Foxes are canines. Therefore a female fox should naturally be called a bitch, should she not?

...Now that I heard it, he had a point.

Why couldn't I argue back?

I spun my brain trying to come up with a rebuttal, but every word the Fox God said was frustratingly correct, so I gave up thinking and quietly slipped into happy time.

Whatever.

When your head hurts, this is the best medicine.

Heuueuk.

After the frenzied happy time ended, evening had already arrived.

I roughly filled my stomach with human feed, then turned on the stream.

The moment it went live, twenty viewers flooded in.

The second they entered, they started raising questions.

No—they weren't raising questions. They were going completely feral, like those morning-three-evening-four monkeys.

Let's see. What excuse could I give so those fickle monkeys would instantly understand and calm down?

After a brief moment of thought, I spoke to the viewers in a dying voice.

"...My body's in really bad shape. Honestly, the stream I was running at lunch today—I cut it short because I suddenly felt so awful."

Foxes are cunning animals, and gumiho are especially skilled at acting and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠lies.

The gumiho's natural talent for performance propped up my catastrophic acting skills, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠transforming a lie that normally wouldn't have fooled a soul into something that actually sounded plausible.

The result:

I had completely triggered the sadistic streak of those morning-three-evening-four monkeys.

This wasn't what I wanted.

Normally when someone says "I'm sick ㅠㅠ" on stream, doesn't the chat fill up with tear tracks?

Why is my stream nothing but these fucking perverts?

My head was spinning.

I had just finished happy time and completely emptied my mind, yet now it was chaos again.

This felt awful.

Wasn't my stream supposed to be an art stream?

Where the hell did all those justice-filled viewers from the 10-plus-tag lust party go?

To reassert some discipline, I spoke to the viewers in a serious voice.

"Ah, for fuck's sake! Since when was my stream a girl cam stream? From now on, those tits you love so much are gone!!!"

The moment I declared a no-cam stream to restore order, a viewer who couldn't stand the tyranny immediately dropped a massive donation.

...This motherfucker?

He dropped a hundred thousand won in one shot just to see my tits once?

And on top of that, he was treating me like public meat?

For ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a hundred thousand won, of course I'd do it. Absolutely.

For a second the sheer capital crushed me and my front paw started drifting toward the camera, but I slapped that paw away with my other front paw and forced myself back to my senses.

No. Not right now.

Discipline or not, if I turn the cam on in this state I'll get dragged off to a research lab.

Do I want to live the rest of my life like a lab rat locked in a research facility?

I can't spend my days being violated by scientists in a body that can neither die nor live properly.

The impact from my right front paw finally snapped me out of it. In a gloomy voice I spoke to the donor.

"LewdJigglyTits... thank you for the 100,000 won. But I really do have circumstances that keep me from turning the cam on. I'll refund the 100,000."

I said it calmly, but honestly it hurt.

If my body hadn't been going through furry transformation, I could have just pocketed that 100,000 for free. But of course the furryization had already hit 60 percent, so I couldn't take it raw.

With a regretful heart I was about to hit the refund button when LewdJigglyTits drew a hard line that no refund was necessary.

"But... isn't this basically freeloading 100,000 won? Normally I'd have to finish one non-commercial commission just to earn that much..."

"It's not that I don't know how the world works. It's that 100,000 won is that much of a huge sum to me."

What people usually call "a whole truck of gacha pulls" is 120,000 won.

Subtract the price of one fried chicken from that and you get 100,000. If you aren't mindlessly dumping money into gacha games, there is a ridiculous amount you can do with that cash.

Just thinking simply, you could happily munch through three solid days of hot, filling gukbap set meals for breakfast, lunch, and dinner and still have 10,000 won left over.

Throw in a 1,500-won americano on top of that?

That means for at least two full days you could have gukbap three times a day with americano for dessert.

"You just gave me three days' worth of meal money, and I can't even give a reaction because there's no cam... Ah, right. I'll treat it as a commission and draw something for you. Is there a picture you want?"

I asked carefully. He shook me again with another massive donation.

At the same time, the donation message itself shook my heart.

...Yeah. A pretty girl really is hotter than a full furry.

A huge donation plus the perfect request content.

Ahh... this person was truly an educated man.

Even if liking tentacles was a little weird.