The Pig-sty (Chapter 1)
His chocolate brown hair wasn't hair, it was thick fur. his ears stuck up into an inhuman pointed shape that reminded patrick again of a pig.
Life of a Jackass
Nazari then pulled away from corbin and smiled the next part of his changes clearly underway, as chestnut brown hairs began to sprout across his face. "now isn't that better?"
Fur-tility Treatment
The white furred catfox swept a wayward strand of long brown hair back over their shoulder where it rested against the vibrant purple jacket they were wearing.
A Spare in the Trunk: Part XII
Lys watched the brown-haired woman look at the threshold between the front door and living room. al turned her gaze back to lys and raised her hands to her mouth to call out.
A Certain Allure
Her nude body was covered in a short coat of brown hair with creamy white spots. her eyes drifted to him with a smile of her bovine muzzle as her white horned head turned toward him.
Green Ray
His brown hair was spiked up a bit for a night on the town. cody shrugged a bit. it was a close enough match that he could imagine himself in the dude's place fucking the women.
A Princess and Her Dragon
Her long, brown hair was fanned behind her head, spreading like two tanned wings that bounced off of her shoulders.
The Furry Rebellion | Chapter Eighteen
#18 of the furry rebellion an ocean, an odd dream, and a message.characters alexandria (human, golden brown hair, f) markus (arctic wolf, azure eyed, m) vixen (fit, unknown, f) ## chapter eighteen dante, erebosian wolf * * * _"all our dreams can come
Cataclysm
Kief started caressing his beard, burying his fingers into it, tugging it, playing with the strands of thick, brown hair. the combination of his long hair and dense beard turned kief on beyond belief.
meeting my mate pt.1
He says in a half enthusiastic, half sarcastic tone and starts lathering it through his thick brown hair. while his muscle memory takes over he thinks of the online chat he had with justin (the guy that will be over in fifteen minutes) last night.
Collar of the Wild 1
Countless brown hairs were pushing out of his chest, growing longer. they hugged his nipples, spreading over his mounds of flesh. it was like hyper puberty, the hair growing so thick he couldn't see the skin beneath.
Red Rocket Soda
His perspiration was like fertilizer, preparing the flesh for the new crop as new dark brown hairs began to sprout, a few at a time but then more and more.