Farm ‘Good’ girl
She sinks lower in her seat, her flannel shirt riding up, revealing a sliver of her furred belly. ma's grin widens, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "it's a pleasure having you here, chris.
Packed Flight
Not that much better than joseph's own white t-shirt and jeans, but at least with a flannel the possum might've not shown how much he'd been through trying to make his gate.
What the buck!
He was dressed in a red and black flannel shirt, and a pair of blue jeans that doubled as a set of overalls with the straps kept tight along his shoulders and torso.
A Charming Skunk
Lie down and let your meal continue his massage" she lied down on the plush red carpet as i removed the flannel and drained the liquid onto my paws before stroking her feet gently.
Chilled Flames
His unbuttoned flannel presented a thick chest with lots of fur. the grey overalls he wore accented the muscles he was hiding under his shirt, but he wore no shoes.
Anthro Felicity
Fox he met his eyes and as he did all the questions he had just melted away as he looked into the blue sparkling eyes which looked back "you look like you had a rough night" "yes....you could say that" the fox had a bowl in his lap and was letting the flannel
Upward
Chad was a large built timber wolf that always looked out of place in a suit since brad never saw him in anything but flannel shirts and work pants on the factory floor.
In The Bosom of Mavis
She had a flannel shirt on, unbuttoned but tied so it covered and supported her prodigious breasts. she smiled at him and he smiled back, and he walked into the fence with a grunt.
Beaver
He wore a flannel shirt, unbuttoned and hanging open to reveal the wide chest and round gut below, and a pair of denim that left little to the imagination.
Happy Birthday Love
He then walks to the closet and grabs a flannelled shirt and puts it on leaving it unbuttoned. he walks to the kitchen his tail swaying softly. he turns on two eyes on the stove and gets out some skillets putting them on the eyes.
phydoux's B-Day
He then walks to the closet and grabs a flannelled shirt and puts it on leaving it unbuttoned. he walks to the kitchen his tail swaying softly. he turns on two eyes on the stove and gets out some skillets putting them on the eyes.
Bitching, Binding, Bouncing
He turned to face desmond, regarding the fox in his flannel and blue jeans with disdain as though he were a project the horse didn't want to take on. "all right," he huffed.