Fat Furs Novels & Stories

I heard cabinets opening, the solid thunk of a refrigerator door. I looked at Gavin. He looked back, completely unmoved. "I have a shift tomorrow at seven," I said. "The mascot contract pays my rent. If I miss it, I lose the contract. If I lose the contract, I lose building access. I need that job." "You don't," Lucian said. "Excuse me?" "You're not putting that suit on again." He said it the way he called plays. Final. Already decided. "Your employment with the Fury organization as a mascot is over."

December 25th, 2012 Evening Damon “Would you like my coat?” I can see my breath as I talk, swirling towards her face, copper escaping from beneath a hirsute wool fiddler cap. She’s already got on one of my coats, my favourite one at that. A tartan emerald trench, faded brass buttons and structured shoulders far too broad for her.

He couldn't stop the low moan of pleasure. Guru had a massive cock. Spitfire had been with other toms who were from the northern forest tribes. They were all big, muscly, and well-hung. But even compared to the toms descended from the ancient marauders from the cold North, Guru was exceptional. One of the more typical, smaller no-furs could injure themselves trying to take his cock. It might rip someone like Doll wide open. Spitfire was a bit taller, more solidly built than most no-furs. If he had fur, he could pass for a small tom easily.

Fatty quickly swallows his qi regeneration pill and summons his three heads six arms Black wooden armor and prepares for the worst. Fatty Pao silently looks at Azanah with a smile and nods at her like some kind of signal while Azanah’s face is pale and quickly shakes her head in denial.

Chapter 2: Furs and Fury The heavy wooden beams of the private longhouse chamber creaked softly under the weight of our passion, the air thick with the combined scents of pine smoke from the central fire, salted meats hanging from the rafters, and the raw, musky evidence of hours spent in unrestrained claiming. I lay sprawled across the massive pile of thick furs and wool blankets, my voluptuous body deliciously aching from head to toe. My heavy breasts felt tender and full, the sensitive nipples still peaked and marked with red bites and suction from their hungry mouths. My soft, rounded belly bore faint imprints from gripping hands, my wide hips and plush ass carried the bruises of powerfu

I say to Frank as Alia and I walk over and stand next to the others. "Shut up cousin, because when I'm done kicking his ass you're next." Frank points over at me before they both shift into their huge grey wolves. Freddy, Frank, and Fin all have grey wolves. Freddy wolf is a darker grey than Frank's and Fin wolf is an ashy grey.

His fur was much shaggier. "What the f*** is that?" "That is Jax's berserker form and everything we know just got f***ed"

,, Taapur didn't understand his words properly but somehow she knew that He would definitely give kitties to her What do you want Cat or dogs .... ,, Abhimanyu asked her and observe her appearance . Taapur was in rounded shape with tiny legs and arms . She looked like a furry , chubby ball with milky white skin , pink lips , button rounded nose and black eyes . Taapur was a heavy child with lots of meat on her body and that attracted ABHIMANYU to the most Hmmm Dogs , two , NO . . so many dogs ..... ,, Taapur thought briefly and then told him

His eyes stared back at him. He curled his lips back and snarled at himself. White fangs flashed on the metal He was a wolf, a 130-pound wolf with pale blond fur or, safe to say, white fur because they were the pure breed. The only part of him that remained were his eyes, sparking with a cold intelligence and a simmering ferocity that could never be mistaken for anything but human. But now, they were more advanced than humans because they were sharper and could see through anything.

Forcing my eyes open, I try to focus on what's happening. A blur of dark fur moves with lightning speed, tearing through the rogues like they're made of paper. This new wolf is massive, easily twice the size of the largest rogue. Its fur is a deep, rich black that seems to absorb the moonlight. Muscles ripple under its coat as it moves, a testament to its power and strength.