Double Curl Pug Tail Novels & Stories

Seeing him clutching his bloody arm, the men who had just stepped out of the tavern laughed at his weakness and frailty. "Haha, Chad, you are also conquered by women so quickly?" Hearing the taunts of the people around, along with the mocking laughter, Chad became even more enraged, stretched out his long clawed arm and leaned towards Lily. Lily cowered in fear, raising her arms to support her. Swirl. Out of nowhere, Douglas rushed out, his claws slashing a long line in front of his chest. Chad clutched his chest in pain, blood from his hands and chest dripping onto the pavement.

Only win. Another wave, this one taking the hips. My pelvis decides to re-stack itself with a geometry teacher I’ve never met. I curl around it and feel the ligaments go slick and then realign. I whimper. I don’t mean to. The sound is high and thin, a dog-cry from a human throat. My eyes water; everything blurs; the bulb’s hum becomes a drill burrowing into my ear. The Wolf, impatient, noses the pain aside and noses me like a bad brother. Up. Bite. She’s getting cold. Warm her. Warm with blood. He pushes hard against my hands until my nails—claws, he insists—dig into the floor for purchase.

But we kept on watching. Our eyes ran around the little pup's body while examining the body features. It had a small body with winter-white fur. But around the neck and back, purple fur was highlighted within the white coat. It had its two ears raised straight and its tail wagging as it yapped after the butterfly. 'Strange.' I muttered. 'What is?' Blue asked. 'That thing doesn't have a scent.' I pointed out. Blue was silent for a while as he kept a few steps toward the pup. Blue and I shared the same thought. That pup wasn't anyone from the Blue Crystal Pack as we tried to scent it. What was more alarming was how it DIDN'T have a scent!

Whoever had done the work was a fantastic artist. He stood perfectly still, but his hands clenched, muscles quivering beneath my touch everywhere my hand roamed. My fingers trail down, following the design as it flowed down the left side of his body to his abs. It was free, fluid with gentle curves. A combination of hard lines but also soft florals and swirls amidst dangerous embellished claws that looked more like art than paws. I was disappointed to realize the design disappeared down past his waistband where I could no longer see it.

Her claw marks were more pronounced. “See these pugmarks? They differ from those of the Red wolves we saw outside. I think these belong to your mate.” I nodded in a dazed state, noticing the same. Why did Cerelia not use the direct register trot like all shifters did? “These pugmarks aren’t of a normal shifter wolf like you and I, Dr. Vasiliou. Are you sure your mate is a shifter wolf?” asked Alpha Alexios. I was as clueless as he was.

He turned and wiggled his ass at me. My mouth dropped open at the long black and silver wolf tail connected to his ass. "Found this, looks like it should be yours with the coloring," Miguel chuckled and walked towards me with a slight grimace. "You're crazy honey," I mumbled softly and turned his body to see the appendage. I lifted up the long soft tail to inspect it. "Is this real fur," I gasped and he shrugged. "I don't know but the plug on this thing is intense," Miguel replied and closed his eyes as he shifted his feet.

It struggles and shrieks as it draws closer towards Kaen. " Hurrgh!!" Kaen growled as he used all his power. Black liquid flows out of the Flungoues and was absorbed into the petal tainting it black. Out from all the black liquid fell out a white short fur, long ear, long tail, round small face dog..... With golden circles around the tip of his ears that were connected to its head. It the same size as a cat... What the heck?! Hikaru walks up towards it and shoves it into a small cat cage.

It was just a small, small distance away… just a little bit and I can finally get out! But then… “Wait.” He… He pulled my tail. “K-kyaaaa---!” What was that?! I felt like my soul was being pulled away from my body! I immediately flailed and was able to get away from his grip. The moment I felt the cold floor on my feet, I immediately dropped down and squeezed myself on the corner. I still feel weird… my tail feels weird!

growled Pierre Zhaopardy going on shaking and pumping his body on his lover’s body without wanting to separate both their bodies. “Arrgghhkk, Pierre Darling… Here it comes… Here it comes, Pierre Darling…” Rendy Pluto closed his eyes firmly with his whole body straining greatly violently. He tried to absorb every dot of the enjoyment vibration sweeping and flinging his body to the shore of his climax.