#macrofurries

[gandanameno]

Couple of big boy commissions I’ve completed recently

*commissions currently open*

[flintox]

Micro archaeologists getting increasingly frustrated when discovering ancient micro civilization ruins.

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There it was, the ancient Palace of the Great emperor of micros, Minuus the eternal.

The faded stone spires still standing after 4000 years, rising into the air like hands to the heavens. Halls adorned with the remnants of images that no doubt depicted the great deeds of heroes or legends, now but mere ghosts lingering on the walls. All this leading to what had once been a throne carved from solid obsidian if it wasn't for the fact that half of the bloody ruin hadn't been stepped on.

The platypus glared at the scene. Seeing how the Palace ruins suddenly ended, replaced with the imprint of a sandal, twice as long as the entire Palace had likely been in its prime.

Judging by the depth of the imprint, it was likely made by an adult of average weight, the shape denoted a short foot with carved treads made into the sole suggesting an inhabitant of a nearby tribe of mountain goats that had existed fifteen hundred years ago had made their way through. While the query as to why a goat macro had made their way through this part of the land was interesting, it was by no means as interesting as the ruins they'd stepped on in the process.

With a defeated sigh, the platypus jotted down his findings. At least there were some ruins left, and nothing seemed to have been taken from them. That meant he didn't have to deal with any private collectors who'd claimed priceless historical items for themselves. He still couldn't believe it was somehow legal for some macro gator to buy an entire 14th century micro castle to use for some tabletop game...

[axellycan]

Hello again.

Let’s test the waters.

[wolfman-al]

Another one for Macro March, this time with everybodys favorite dieties. What if they would gain adoring followers in the modern age? Could they handle the power? Ancient egypt had a population of about 5 mMillion people at max. That was the amount of prayer they did get. But could they handle the energy hundrets of millions, possibly even billions of people would give them? I think it might lead to some... bloating.

This one is based on a suggestion by Yoshigamer on FA.

[crypticcanid]

Figured I try and post some more old-ish art :p Have a biiig bui in the ocean

[snakenserg]

here's more Connie

a LOT more Connie. what a bargain look how much you get today for the same low price of free

this is by EdaMonstr!

[bat-in-the-machine]

One time I had a dream.

This is a rare event for me. When I dream, as everyone does, I almost never remember it. But one time, I had a dream, and it was the coolest, most self-indulgent power fantasy of a dream.

I dreamed that one day, aliens showed up. They told everyone they were offering their scientific and medical expertise in an effort to uplift Earth to join the galactic community. One of the things they offered was a form of therapy for dysphoria and similar conditions that would let people become who they really were.

The US government was like "fuck it, let's let the freaks volunteer for alien experiments, it's not like we give a fuck" and I was one of the volunteers.

It turned out that "becoming who you really were" was kind of a ridiculously limitless thing, because their entire purpose was to unleash people's potential in a sort of pandimensional way, and what it did was turn me into one of my fursonas.

I remember realizing what they had done, that they had turned me into a ridiculously powerful size- and shape-shifting physical goddess type, because that was my main fursona, and I woke up with the thought "I'm gonna get so big."

When I woke up and told my wife about this dream, she was like "not in the apartment you're not!"

[big-horse-small-fox]

Hello there, little beachgoers

[donttouchmylasagna]

Typical charizard demands

[yutmutt]

Just a stroll through the City on a nice summer day

[animorphic-arts]

Here's Emily Normous as a toon. She can grow big and strong, literally! #elephant #toon #macro #macrofurry #growth #muscles #oc #drawing #furryart https://www.instagram.com/p/CmKqm_oPPyZ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[gandanameno]

Commission for @dustnova6 featuring Intonyeon!

[flintox]

"Madame President! A few questions?"

The president halted in front of the camera and put on her most presentable smile. "Of course!" She adjusted her hair, already self-conscious about it knowing she was being filmed.

"The galactic federation has just passed over one hundred member planets. How do you feel about this monumental milestone?"

"Aha~" The lioness giggled. "Well, I doubt anyone is as happy as I am. It is an accomplishment several decades in the making and I couldn't be more proud of my fellow member planets in all their hard work in making it a reality."

The flash of a camera blinded her for a moment but her expression remained stalwart and regal. "A new microphone was thrust towards her face by a shorter alpaca species. "Madame President--what do you have to say about the allegations of the federation isolating aggressive non member planets using dangerous experimental technology?"

There was always one of these types at every press conference. She'd been hoping the security here would be a bit more stringent and not let these sorts of inflammatory reporters in. She sighed and maintained her smile. "You're referring to the recent disappearance of the Human threat, I assume?" She flashed the reporter a smile. "The federation only makes use of tested weaponry that is compliant with the federation code of conduct--which was written in co-operation with other species, both aligned with us and non aligned. The disappearance of the human planet was likely the cause of their own experimentation and is as much of a mystery to us as it is to you. Despite the aggressive stance the humans took against us, the loss of life is nonetheless tragic." The lioness leaned in closer to the reporter, looming over the short alpaca. "Lets not spoil the ceremony with such frivolous conspiracies, alright?"

More cameras flashed and the choir of reporters devolved into a gaggle of questions, too chaotic for her to follow. The lioness put her hands up. "That's all the time I have for questions for now. Please, enjoy the celebration. Let's hope one hundred planets is just the start!"

She quickly made her way through the crowd of reporters and into the grand hall, eager to celebrate the monumental victory of adding the 100th planet to the federation she presided over. A milestone that had come with quite some cost.

It was true, that the federation had some enemies. Had, as in past tense. Convincing one hundred planets to ally with you was a difficult task when you had powerful enemies to chip away at your projection of safety, and if you simply eradicated them it would make you look like the aggressor. So it was most convenient when your enemies simply...vanished on their own.

That was the official story, at least. In truth the federation couldn't sit idly by while some upstart species made threats. Of course they had to act. Erasing a species was a bit too far gone, so other...more experimental measures had to be taken.

She stroked her hair behind her ear, feeling the smooth dome of one of the isolated planets jingle against her fingers as it hung from an earring. A beautiful red planet with endless dunes. It was a shame the species there believed themselves to be ordained by their god to erase all life from the world that wasn't them.

The rattling of another planet sounded from her golden wristband. A quaint little world inhabited by a very war obsessed species. Their idea of diplomacy was firing laser from a distance. Perhaps with a few years of hands on experience around other species they might be more willing to talk, until now their planet complimented her wrist perfectly.

Then there was the planet hanging around her neck. The little blue rock had originally wanted to join the federation but as it turned out their intentions were less than sincere. At least now they could see all the inner workings of the federation first hand...assuming the president didn't wear anything too tight.

Simply destroying these planets had been far too harsh and would send the wrong impression of the federation. So, they would be isolated and contained and kept by the most qualified person available...the president herself. If she could manage an organization with a hundred planets in it, she could look after a few marble sized planets. Besides, who could say no to her?

Of course, they didn't have the tech to manage the planets yet. It was still a few decades away before they could help the planets adjust and hopefully allow them to return to their old size again. Or perhaps not their old size, perhaps it was best to keep a few dozen feet back just to keep them compliant?

She shook the thought away. Restoration of these isolated planets was still a distant pipe dream. Especially for the humans. With a smirk, the president wiggled her hips, feeling the final planet on her person rattle at the base of her tail. The humans had been quite difficult to deal with. An annoying supremacist government, xenophobia, the works. While it didn't mesh with the ideals of the federation, the president couldn't help but enjoy lording over the minuscule human planet dangling right above her rear, rattled by every sway of her hips. It made for a fantastic confidence boost, something a federation president needed in droves.

It was harsh, yes. But some planets needed to learn that either you learn to play well with others. They needed to learn to treat others as equals. This way, they could learn how it feels to be utterly pathetic compared someone else. It was hard to argue that your species was superior to all others in the galaxy when your entire planet is routinely jolted by the cheeks of an 'inferior' species.

The president giggled. In a way, she almost hoped the humans could never be redeemed. Their little planet went so well with her outfit. Perhaps she could argue they were beyond saving and required constant isolation--a verdict she would be happy to enforce personally~

[axellycan]

[wolfman-al]

First Macro March image for 2024: Carmen returns to bigness, but has to realize that she is not the top bun of the block anymore.

Carmen and the twins interacting was based on a suggestion by WhippedWild on DA.

[crypticcanid]

Figured I’d post something here for the first time in ages!! So have a gigantic drolf sitting and looming above the city :p