Withered Toy Foxy Novels & Stories

They finally picked out everything. They went with a fox terrier set of ears and remote vibrating butt plug fox tail in brown and white. Becky's collar was slim, black, silk padded leather, with a small bone shaped lock. A metal engraved plate on the collar said "McLoed Family Pet." Her dog tag was engraved with her pet name, well the cleaner version, though they agreed her real pet name was fuck puppy. They had the tag engraved "Love Puppy".

Fox teeth glinting from her grin. My throat went dry. “The paint was cracked in places. Faded with time. But the Fox‘s eyes—God—those eyes were still sharp enough to slit skin.” Same eyes as Katarina’s tattoo. The same fox etched on her shoulder, the one burned into the wall in my velmorra, the same damn creature that kept showing up like a shadow with teeth. And this—this fucking relic—wasn’t just something Ghost pulled out of a vault for fun.

Jenna scrambled after him on all fours, the tug on her nipples sending sparks of pain-pleasure with every movement, her welts screaming as they dragged across the carpet. Dean’s “playroom” was a converted office in his house, walls lined with whips, floggers, cuffs, a St. Andrew’s cross, and a padded bench equipped with restraints and a fucking machine. In the center, a gleaming metal cage big enough for a sub to kneel in. But Jenna’s eyes locked on the wall rack: dildos of obscene sizes, violet wands, electro-stim pads, and a row of collars, each more intricate, symbolizing escalating ownership.

His compliment stirred something within Jane, a longing for him to see her as more than just a friend. Walking back home from school one day, they encountered Toby, Mrs. Ellis' aged golden retriever. Known for his friendly nature and love for children, Toby was a beloved figure around town. Inspired by the friendly creature's warm demeanor, Mike suggested Jane paint a portrait of Toby. Intrigued, Jane spent the following days sketching and painting Toby's expressive eyes and golden fur.

I looked down. A stuff toy? I bended over to get it. I brush the dusts off it. It's stinky and dirty already. Why is this here? This is the only thing I saw here. Nothing more, nothing less. What does this stuff toy do here? "Hey man, what's that?" I turned around. Phoenix approached me and furrowed his eyebrows to the stuff toy. "Nothing. Just saw it here." I said and scanned this thing. It has a choker. Made of gold. There is a name engraved on it.

It would not take long for their bodies to turn purple from the poison and eventually die. The nine-tailed scarlet fox specialized in illusions. Its natural-born skill was called the nine-tailed illusion. Some mentally or spiritually weaker warriors would immediately lose themselves in the illusions after it was used. The fox would then hide in the shadows and take the chance to bite the warrior's neck, killing it in an instant! Neither of the beasts was easy to deal with, but they were not too difficult for Fane. Fane decided in just a moment as he pointed right at the nine-tailed scarlet fox!

BLAGSH! Dust filled the air. Oliver coughed and cleared his view. The body of the fox lay lifelessly on the ground as its body started to turn into dust. After that, what was left was an odd-looking black ball. When he picked it up, he could still feel the lingering dark magic from the fox’s core.

They stuffy would be stinky since she just vomited on her but she didn't wanna let go. "Oh no Mady, I think Lulu is sick too now, we should take care of her" Jaxon starts, well good plan, tell her the toy is sick and in need for a wash. "I no weave wuwu dada! Need cuddles like me" she says sniffling and holding the stuffy close, I didn't have the heart to take it away, I'm gonna let the two monsters take care of that. "How about you cuddle Teddy and Lila? They need love too" Jaxon says pointing to her other toys, Lila wasn't her favorite but the stuffed fox attended to some of her tea parties.

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.

I answered, and giggled at the glare he shot Rowen. “Well how the hell do I get her out from there? I need to work more on teaching her to play fetch.” Jax stated, looking under the couch. “Here. Try this.” Rowen chuckled as he handed the want toy to Jax. “What the hell is this?” Jax asked looking at the thing. “A new wand toy. I picked it up for her.” Rowen admitted sheepishly, causing all of us girls to melt.