Double Curl Pug Tail Novels & Stories

His eyes darkened, pupils narrowing to slits. "Fuck, look at you. Already a mess for me." His tail teased the hem of my panties, slipping beneath to brush my clit. I gasped, hips bucking. "Zev," I moaned, gripping the table’s edge. His tail was relentless, stroking my folds with slow, deliberate pressure, slick with my arousal. It was thick, flexible, and oh-so-warm, like a living toy designed to torment me.

I wiggled under him, rubbing myself against his muscled stomach, trying to relieve the flames burning in me. He purred loudly before he moved his hand lower and molded me over my clit. Unlike Al's cautious touching, he gripped me hard before he let go only to rub again and again. My breath thickened as I ground myself against his hand, making up for the frustration from being teased only on the outside. "Wet." Cerberus purred as he tried to wiggle his fingers inside my panties. I held my breath as I anticipated the warmth to reach me where it was too itchy to bear.

I frown a little when I feel something; I follow it with my hand to the back edge of the towel and jump again at the feel of pleasure that shoots through me as I touch what seems to be a tail. Iris purrs in my head as she giggles again. Getting myself back under control, I reach behind me and moan as I slide my hand over and along the thin tail-like thing and pull it around in front of me. I can't stop the moan that leaves my lips as I trace my fingers along the edges of what looks to be an arrowhead on the end. I then lift my eyes to the mirror once more than I say, "Iris? We have a tail?"

But I hadn't been… I hadn't been crazy… I laughed out loud and reached for him. He obliged and lowered his head down so I could touch the wide area on his snout. "Oh, my God, you are beautiful," I whispered as I petted him. Much to my amazement, a deep purr came from his chest. I could feel his pleasure at my words and my soft, gentle touch along his nose. I wanted to touch his other scales to see if they were just as soft. However, he pulled away and chuffed again, shaking his head before he turned around giving me a closer look at his tail. The elegant slope of his back followed all the way down through his tail until it met the wide spade at the tip.

Taking in the sight of his goddess, her purple and white hair shimmering in the sunlight. Red eyes unseeing as she worked them both higher. Puca knew that the next orgasm that he could feel tightening up inside of his testicles was going to be the most powerful one yet. He was glad he had the stamina to make it this far with her, to give her the magics that she would need for whatever was coming.

The Rogue saw, momentarily startled by the blue eyed girl crawling on the walls with her claws. "Where do you think you are going, Insigori(1)?" The Rogue fumed, going after the sly girl that had climbed on top the ceiling. From on top the ceiling Elizabeth could not stop her wolf gene inside her from growling at the Rogue, baring her what could be considered adorable fangs at it. The Rogue wasted no time to use a peculiar technique to reach towards the ceiling to grab the short pink haired girl.

"Shit, where is he?" Rula left the café. The crowd became more like they were watching a free show. Rula was so impatient that she pushed her way through the crowd. "He's a stealth," someone said quietly. Rula looked at them. "Look at the tail! Large and extremely long. It terrified me." Rula came to a halt beside the vehicle. The massive body, wrapped in thick fur, struck this car and shattered its front. The long tail attracted Rula's attention. Unlike Rondolf, his pelt is silky and beautiful.

Stars exploded across my vision. Silas — the man whose walking pace seemed mathematically calibrated — actually had a tail? With shaking hands, I posted my very first question on Mischief & Mayhem: "Saw someone with a black heart-shaped tail. AR filter or actual monster?" Within a minute, a user with a DemonHunter_Official avatar replied: "Filter my ass! That's an incubus bloodline awakening. Judging by the curvature of that tail — RUN. This one's clearly in heat. Stay any longer and he'll drain you dry!"

The smell of cigarettes, cold ashes and musty clothes had already eaten into the mortar. But all that faded as soon as the eyes fell on the large cage behind the door, out of which small, insane eyes stared out as if they wanted to hypnotize me. They belonged to a lizard-like body. The head with the little button eyes was just as scaly as the legs. The rest of the body is covered with elongated fur in beige. The neck seemed too long for the body. Although it was barely larger than a rat, it had the appearance of a small fur-covered dragon. Lacerta proles. There's this guy who keeps a pillicula as a pet.

Somehow, Lucian had either changed his personality overnight or Joanne had pressured him, because he actually started apologizing to me. He sent messages to me every single day without fail. [Lucian: The fat orange cartoon cat is really cute, but I still think our three little furballs at home are cuter. Should we get another cat to keep them company?] [Lucian: That Eastorian place is amazing. I heard the ingredients are flown in fresh from Boreas every day. We should go try it.]