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MonarchofFur

It's not been 24 hours since my greeting post here but already I want to try and interact with many of you here. The best way I can think of doing this is why not tell me the very stories that got you interested in fur. Curious to hear what different instances had formed this community together. 

I'll start by sharing the primary reason I got interested in fur and it was do to with a family member of mine
It all started quite young for me, possibly in my pre-teens where I was living in a house of four siblings, I being one of the middle children. I had an older sister who was rather beautiful and very sweet had a  great interest in fur coats and enjoyed wearing them around the time she got into high school, every time winter came around, you would see a fur coat wrapped around her. I took advantage of this when ever me and her hung out and I got cold that I would just immediately hug her just to absorb the warmth from the coat. I always enjoyed the feeling of how soft and warm it was. Quite comforting in my eyes and my sister didn't mind it what so anytime I did hug her. So I got to say for my interested it was all thanks to her that I'm very hooked on fur now.

What about you guys? What moments in your life was  the biggest starter for your interest?

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james93

Oddly enough, a combination of things- the feel of fur and the animated Tarzan movie that came out when I was young. I'm a big fan of full pelt furs because they're the most visceral versions of fur we have. Nothing is left to the imagination of where the fur came from when the head, tail, and feet are dangling from the pelt! On the topic of how the Tarzan movie impacted it, I just remember seeing him slay Sabor with his bare hands and it just seemed so empowering- we dominate nature, so why shouldn't we wear furs? It's just a shame that he didn't go on to wear Sabor's skin in that movie. 

That's also why I love lynx and other feline furs- the spots and stripes are so wild and provocative! 

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dongleboy

I suspect that the response to fur is part of who we are and it shows itself at different times and circumstances for different people.  The moment I can relate to is being taken shopping by my mother and grandmother to the most expensive shop in my home city.  Inevitably, I got bored and wandered off and, of course, ended up in the fur department.  The pretty ladies who worked there made a big fuss of me until my mother came to collect me and let me stroke the minks and fox coats.  I remember, as a six year old, feeling quite bereft when I had to leave that lovely environment! 

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TSCO

My first starter was when i was younger, i was originally an adamant animal rights activist, and despised everything to do with fur, fur being my primary hate. However one day i was looking for videos on YouTube about abuse to fur bearing animals, and i came across a video of some girl stroking a fur, it was a fetish video, i thought it was weird but then i remembered i hadn’t ever touched a real fur. I visited america and when i was in a department store they had coyote coats and red fox scarfs, i touched both and they felt really nice.

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fursince63

Furs have always tickled my fancy ever since I can remember. Fortunately for me I did not have long to wait for "That touch of mink" to introduce me to the soulful luxury of fur.

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fursince63
On 7/30/2020 at 4:10 AM, dongleboy said:

I suspect that the response to fur is part of who we are and it shows itself at different times and circumstances for different people.  The moment I can relate to is being taken shopping by my mother and grandmother to the most expensive shop in my home city.  Inevitably, I got bored and wandered off and, of course, ended up in the fur department.  The pretty ladies who worked there made a big fuss of me until my mother came to collect me and let me stroke the minks and fox coats.  I remember, as a six year old, feeling quite bereft when I had to leave that lovely environment! 

That's adorable!

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On 7/30/2020 at 1:50 AM, james93 said:

I'm a big fan of full pelt furs because they're the most visceral versions of fur we have. Nothing is left to the imagination of where the fur came from when the head, tail, and feet are dangling from the pelt!

I can fully appreciate where you are coming from when it comes to fully intact pelts. It is incredibly empowering when an animal is reduced to serving a greater good. But at the same time in my own innate way. I also feel indebted to that animal for providing me with nutrition or getting used to enhance and satisfy my various needs and desires for their leather / fur. I have always felt an incredible connected to an animals’ as if they are an inherent part of me physical make up. It started with my grandfather’s home. A a log cabin located along a river in Ohio. The cabin did not have indoor plumbing and we had to use an outhouse located about 50m to the right of the cabin. The outhouse was a 2-seater. On cold winter days the soft buckskin covering the wooden bench felt so amazing to sit on and caress; as l did my business. There were also two fur throws hanging up in there. One made from beaver fur and the other raccoon. They were for covering up, when doing your business on cold winter days and to help hold down the smell. I always felt kind of sorry for those animals: "not!" I loved the way their fur felt on my bare skin.

I grew up in a rural area and hunting was a way life for food and fur. I was about 10 or 11 at the time when my best friend and I went on an overnight hunting trip in late fall. We were both in our sleeping bags just chatting by the dim light of the campfire. When my friend asked me if I wanted to feel something really different. I took the bait and said, yes. He said, unzip your sleeping bag and push your Levies down to your knees. Truth: I had no idea what he had in mind.

He had been using his sheepskin jacket as a pillow. Pulling it from under his head he tossed it on top of me. The jacket was well worn and dirty, but it felt wonderfully soft. He leaned over and procced to press the fur down on my >>>> using it to massage me tenderly. I could smell his aroma in the jacket as that fur excited me for the very first time. That night I discovered the true value of fur. We never repeated that night. But from that point on trapping, hunting and pelting animals took on a whole new meaning.   

    

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DuFc85

Interesting topic and thanks to all for interesting posts. 
 

For me it started with mascot suits. As a very young boy I was incredibly fascinated with the idea of putting on a different suit, especially the head. One would think that I would become a furry, and although I find it fascinating, it’s not my main thing. I speculate that there might something about the «second skin» that triggers it for me. 
 

I come from a small industrial town and had no family members, more distant relatives or family connections with furs. The town being what it is, there was also very little fur to be seen. «My» decade was the 90s. The decade where fur was virtually non-existent in both fashion and pop culture. On top of that it was before the internet.  It was thus a gradual awakening through random glimpses when I happened to watch an old sitcom thar ran on Norwegian television.

My first proper awakening was a re-run of Dynasty in the early 90s. I must have been 7 or 8. That was the first time I got to see a fur coat beinh worn properly over time on screen. It was a revelating experience. I was mesmerized by the whole aura of luxury, sophistication and elegance that emanated from the characters on screen. Since then, fur for me has been about luxury and elegance. A world so far off from my grey, small town. 

That was the very beginning. Since then it has developed after my first contact with real fur which came later than many of the other members of the Den. 
 

But that is a story for another time. 😀

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Panimal

In first grade (1990 or 1991), I went on a school field trip to the San Diego Zoo.  I got the chance to pet a live chinchilla.  I remember the fur was super soft.  That chinchilla fur was the first type of fur on any mammal, living or dead, that I touched in my young life.  In January 2006, I bought my first four pelts.  They were from a seller on eBay.  The seller was frozencritters and the pelts were a beaver pelt, three muskrat pelts, and one ermine pelt.

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