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The difference between Furries and Pet Players

I've had to address this topic a few times in the last week so I thought I'd put this out there for everyone. :) Please be aware, I'm totally happy speaking about both of these things to anyone, feel free to approach me and ask questions!

Now, I identify as both a furry and a pet player. I've found that the easiest way to describe the difference to people who are unsure of the difference is the following.

Being a furry is being part of a fandom, a group of people who enjoy anthropomorphic animals (animal people, if you will). Sure there are some people that have fursuits and go to conventions and draw furry porn. I want a fursuit, I'd love to go to a con when I've got the time and I draw a lot of furry artwork and some of it is porn. I generally equate being part of the furry fandom as being part of any other fandom, like trekkies, or cosplayers, etc. You're part of a group of people that enjoy a general theme. Some people sexualize it, some people fetishize it, some people just enjoy disney movies like Robin Hood.

Being a furry for me is about identifying with an animal and enjoying its attributes. It's not a sexual thing for me personally. I identify as a coydog (coyote dog mix), it seems to suite my personality.
Petplay is more of a fetish. It can be sexualized or not.

For me, pet play and pony play isn't really a sexual thing. I don't want to be fucked as pony or a puppy, I just like the dehumanizing factor of it.

A lot of furries are pet players and there is a lot of overlap.

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  1. I'm involved in the furry fandom -- as an artist, too -- and I confess that I've never heard of pet play. Apparently I'm not that involved in the fandom. :-|

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