Track and Field: Part 7
When she finally lifted her head up my heart twisted in my chest at the sight of her eyes surrounded by a ring of wet fur. "i don't understand," she whimpered. "i don't understand how someone could do this. you're my brother!
Hope and Dreams part 8
He loved the feeling of wet fur in his clothes, dawning sleep pants and a red tee-shirt, noting the first signs of abs and biceps with pleasure. they weren't much, but they were a start and the first bit of positive news today.
Realisation - Chapter 4
Lowering his head to the tiger's stomach he began licking all the way up his torso, thoroughly cleaning away his own seed, lapping it up eagerly, leaving a trail of wet fur up to his neck.
Noir Hero part 3
I went and picked up the huddled mass of shivering wet fur and brought him inside of his tent. "th.... thank you, b-b-bb-b but why?" he asks. "because..... because...." but i couldn't answer. why did i do what i did?
A Taste of Something Else ~ Chapter 12
There was the aroma of the flowers just blooming all around campus, the unmistakable rich tang of chlorophyll and freshly cut grass; there was the muted odor of wet brick and cement, of the moist fur of twenty-something thousand different students; the acrid
Taking Kairus head
He even laid the snow leopard head down sideways so he could dry off the wet fur on the bottom of their head. they closed their eyes and purred. everything about this was wonderful.
A Keg of Hope Chapter 1
#1 of a keg of hope my 1st furry story ever please tell me what you think about it if you like it i will make more if you don't well then you don't ^_^ a keg of hope chapter 1 the wind blows agents my wet fur.
Flamechild - Chapter 6: "Melt Away"
A tear fell from his face, striking his chest and rolling down onto the bed, leaving a trail of wet fur in its wake. "i've lived there from ever since i can remember." he buried his face in gnar's chest, uncontrollably sobbing now.
The Gate-Way Revisited: Chapter 1 A Bond Strengthened
Jake shivered as a cold breeze brushed across his wet fur.
When it Rains it Pours
He was also soaked, and he did not like the feeling of wet clothes on wet fur. 9:20 came, still no brandon. 9:30, alex was now sitting under the overhang. 9:45, alex was beginning to wonder if brandon had stood him up. 9:47, brandon was running towards alex
Godzilla and the warbat
As the fleshy folds of stomach expanded to accommodate him he felt the brush of wet fur.
The Wages of Envy
wet fur was not fun at all. "it's not fair," he said with a grunt. all he wanted was a nice job and a car, but he could only manage one of those, and even the job wasn't that nice.