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I have a chungus kink. My boyfriend knows about it and for the most part, he accepts it, but I have the feeling that he isn't really enthusiastic about it and doesn't really get it but he at least tries to, which I am grateful for. He'll sometimes sing the BIG CHUNGUS THEME SONG to me to set the mood, or if he is really kinky he would tell me "You're a real chungus" in the heat of the moment.
The thing is, I don't want to hear the chungus theme song or look at big chungus. I want to be ♥♥♥♥♥♥ by the damn rabbit. And for the record, this is common among women. Chungus's perfect fur to me (and many others) is what a Mack truck is to Cardi B.
My boyfriend asked if I wanted to go to a chungus convention and I told him straight up. I told him to put the chungus fursuit on, kidnap me from my bed, take me to the convention and ravage me in front of everyone.