Pantsed Novels & Stories

His dark mirth failed to cheer him. He heard her before he set eyes on her, the sweet sound of her voice making him shut his eyes. "Oooh, look at these pretty dresses. What do you think, Wyatt?" "I think they look like dresses," growled his former packmate, still as irritable as ever. "Look who's Mr. Grumpy-pants today." "I hate shopping." "I know, but I'm tired of wearing the same thing all the time, and I need new underwear. Oh, and a bra."