Funny Foxy Novels & Stories

He even coyly pointed his gun in the air and blew on the barrel as if blowing off smoke, “While a wolf and a bear are embroidered in a fight over a fish, it is the fox that ends up running away with it in its mouth.” …how do you run off with yourself in your mouth? (／≧ω＼) The two’s hearts felt tickled by the sheer cuteness of the little guy, but their wounded manly pride refused to accept defeat. They huddled together to look through the virtual representation of the track and see how the hell such a small and cute vixen managed to steamroll them. That’s right! They got steamrolled! Their two scores combined and doubled weren’t as high as Noah’s score!! ○|￣|_

“No, it’s not. It tastes like a poop of cow.” He barks out laughing. His laugh is contagious, and I can’t help but join him. “Did you happen to taste a poop of cow?” He grins. Finally, Phoenix is back—the annoying and cocky Phoenix I knew months ago is back! “No, ew! Why would I taste a poop in the first place?” I grimace. “Stop talking about poop. We’re in front of food, and where’s your table manner?” His body shakes from laughing. “And that mug you took is mine.” He points at the mug I sipped from, then points at the mug with froth on top. “And that one is yours.”

“Let's enter and have a conversation." “Okay true lol." They reached Roxy’s house by taking the elevator. Roxy went to get Fay a bottle of drink and took a seat next to her. "Spill it." After clearing her throat with a gulp of juice, Fay recalled every inquiry and statement Teddy had made. Roxy quickly slapped her thigh after hearing the entire tale and exclaimed, "My goodness! Is it possible that that scoundrel has grown fond of you?” “What? That is not feasible,” Fay sounded shocked and contemptuous at the same time.

It's so unnecessary, but whatever, I'll oblige his ego this once. "Looks like we didn't chase you off fully." The wolf is all jokes, huh? He chuckles like it's one, but we all know he isn't joking at all. I shrug. "I'm like a cat. I got nine lives." "Aren't you a fox though?" Misty asks. Yes, Capt. Obvious, I'm indeed a fox. My sarcastic remark is on the tip of my tongue when Maverick pierces me with a warning look. I swallow down those words regrettably. I take a deep breath like Maverick did and then I release it.

When I finally heard him, my blood ran cold. “Come here foxy fox. Come here, foxy fox. I wanna play some more.” Did my green eyes really give me away as the Fox, or was it a coincidence, because he seemed to like to give nicknames to the people he harassed? I sat in that tree for what seemed like forever. Besides my heartbeat, I heard nothing and saw nothing of Ezra.

You’re tall and sexy. My ridiculous smile showed up after I understood what she’s trying to say. ”I don’t think that’s possible, Zoey.” ”What do you mean it’s not possible? Can you see yourself? With that Italian and British face like, no wonder you would pass being a model. Oh my gosh, I’m so bright!” I look at her standing up and fanning herself with her hands. She’s hysterical and looking pretty at the same time. ”You must apply. I’ll help you.”

The face of Salmond was priceless; he looked to be filled with pleasure and I would not blame him one bit; this is Candie Foxx afterall. She moved then to Zeus. He had this satisfactory grin on his face as Candie rocked him hard. I watched as Zeus pulled out a dollar note and placed it on her panties. Next up was Alex; he was literally shaking with joy. Candie Foxx rocked hard against Alex and the poor dude had a pre-cum. I could see the disappointment on his face as we laughed at him "I swear this ain't funny bro". I prepared myself for Candie Foxx but I noticed she moved away, causing me to stare at her in disbelief

Toby opened his mouth, ready to ask an inappropriate question, but when he caught my murderous look, he immediately closed it back. “If even one of you says anything about my appearance and last night, I will kill that suicide bomber,” Fox warned grimly. “Come out, no one will say anything.” I threw another warning glance at Toby. The fox looked around in surprise at the place of her nightly stay. - Why am I here? - Let's talk at home. Now, would you like to ride your pet? She didn't have time to answer. I picked up a couple in my arms and, transforming on the run, rushed home.

Suddenly, the old fox glanced down at her and casually tossed her a carrot with a smirk playing at his lips. “Tell me, little bunny—am I the most handsome man you've ever met?” She caught the carrot and smiled fearlessly. “Sorry, old fox, you're not. Your ex-assistant is just a tiny bit more handsome than you—the one who fell from grace, Frost.” The old fox snorted dismissively, full of disdain. “A mere pretty face. What’s so good about that?” She took a bite of the carrot and replied, “It’s because he’s just a pretty face, that’s why he’s good-looking!”