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Oh dear Lord, that gator's going absolutely shit house rat crazy...

I don't think she has the slightest clue that she just put in a request to be terminated with "extreme prejudice"

Uncle.

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Nobody could be THAT crazy. Except that in my job I've had to deal with folks who were.

The little starstruck wide-eyed dance-- again, I'm caught between giggling at the silliness of the whole thing and cringing at just how crazy Uthy is, how dangerous that might make her.

I was wondering about the breasts too. Doesn't make sense for a gator, nor does the hair. Yet they can almost-- ALMOST slip past without my noticing, in spite of being there sometimes and otherwise not, because radical changes in body form and placental mammal-- specifically, humanoid-- features on reptiles, marsupials, and mythicals who shouldn't have them are so common in the fandom.

But you don't play things that way, do you, MF? Slop is unusual in that it plays the furry multiple sapient species game in a more realistic way, including a lot of the horrors that would naturally arise along with the wonders of such diversity. And you don't do much silly-- except with that sinking feeling that, giggle as much as you want now, the sky is about to fall.

I suspect the only thing keeping Uthy alive at the moment is that if she were to... um... go away... there have been too many people who would know where she was last seen alive. Sam has to be thinking how he can solve this little problem after arranging for Uthy to be seen at some place other than Sam's own backyard pool. I am rather surprised that he seems to be trying to reason with her still. I'd almost rather expect him to look at her wisely and say "That's a wonderful idea! And I know this excellent abandoned hunting camp where we can set up our headquarters for this operation! Nobody will hear the screams... oh, no, don't call your television friends yet, let me show you the place first, just you and me. It's perfect for hiding the evidence. You'll see."

And again-- hypothetical God, what happens if Uthy realizes Sam knows Tony Ray, even knows how to contact him, and hasn't let her know?

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I think this is a great story so far, and this page has some great payoff.

What I think is delicious is how poisoned we are by furry art that our mind is conditioned to accept non-mammals with mammary glands, tits, jugs, cupcakes, baby feeders, boobs, yazoos, coconuts, funbags, dairy pillows, hubcaps, goombas, sweater puppies, headlamps, hooters, cans, torpedoes, babaloos, honkers, Eisenhowers, badoinkies, rack, cha-chas balloons, knockers, milk jugs, cantaloupes, bazookas, bazoombas, muffins, dirty pillows, boobies, chesticles, bosoms, tatas, tishomingos, whimwhams... *breaths*

Anyway, so I like the fact that Uthy has species dimorphism, I like the fact that this is unsettling to everyone in the Slop world, it SHOULD be disturbing to us, but we're so obsessed with... Those things.. that we take it for granted, we associate it with femininity so it's a crutch that artists use to clarify sex, or just to make a character sexually attractive to a human. You shouldn't find an alligator sexy, well not nominally, I mean I won't judge you if you do.... we're all friends here.... but I digress...

Point is, slap some .. of those.. on a lawn chair, or a vending machine and all of a sudden it has your blood pumping...

Abbott and Costello, Ben and Jerry, Bert and Ernie, Bob and Ray, Bonnie and Clyde, David and Goliath, Fred and Ethel, George and Gracie, Holmes and Watson, John and Paul, Lilo and Stitch, Mickey and Minnie, Mike and Ike, Thelma and Louise, Tweedledee and Tweedledum...


On a related note..

On the subject of confused creatures who try to come off as a feminine yet utterly fail in a repulsive and disturbing way...


















Have we found the inspiration of Uthy?

Well we are learning a lot about Uthy, and not all of it bad.
We know that at one time she was a very efficient partner for Sam.
Wicked with a tazer and just her presence made the biggest bad guy shake in their boots... hooves... whatever.
The 'gator is an 'unknown' for many. And going into paw to paw combat is probably a bad idea.
But for some reason Uthy feels her life isn't 'complete'.
Perhaps her 'biological clock' is ticking....
And what better way to attract a mate, then to be famous.
(And have boobies)
Or that Slop scar is itching. And she wants to find Tony.
Notice Sam said, "Bothersome habits".
While he likely included her sexual exploits...
The recent biting incident is a bigger problem.
After all, while with the company, Sam might have set up and ran 'Honeytraps', or at least knew about them and their usefulness in gathering information.
And over the years, Sam has probably has had to resort to using sex, himself.
So her sexual proclivities are not a big issue for him.
Going rogue is.

Will Sam fix the problem? If he mentions this to Cooper, Uthy goes away, and Sam is upset with Uthy. My guess is..yes. I'm not sure how he'll do it but its his job to fix problems, grease wheels and pour oil on troubled waters. I think he'll distract her first, and then blindside her with an outside threat to keep her focused on something else. Put her adopted family in danger by some organization that need thinned.

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I am a wolf. Back to the world again,
And speech of fellow-brutes that once were men
Our throats can bark for slaughter: cannot sing.

"What fake breasts?" huffed the crocodilian damsel. She slid a scaly hand down the front of her polka-dot bathing suit. After a moment of rummaging, she retrieved the so-called fake breast. It bristled with gray fur, though some of it was falling out now. A hint of decay drifted in front of her. "These are real breasts, Sam. Real. You'd be amazed who you have to kill to get tits like these."

Enter the pig. Exit the alligator. Soon as it can be done unnoticed.

--lj

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When I think about my dirty life and times.
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What call have I to dream of anything?
I am a wolf. Back to the world again,
And speech of fellow-brutes that once were men
Our throats can bark for slaughter: cannot sing.

Hee... wasn't there a page a long while back where Uthy is asked "Whats with the wig?" and she responds "What wig?"

And after Mulefoot's comment, I have to wonder if that 'wig' from that page was actually some unlucky fur's scalp at one time.

And that in turn makes me wonder what the species equivalent to Native Americans is, in Mulefoot's reality.

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*Post deleted due to me accidentally quoting my own post*

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