The Naked Handcuff Dance (ch.1)
"Oh, _Miss Hopps?"_ Judy groaned in the little nest she'd made beneath her blankets as her phone alarm sounded above her. "Juuuuuudy." Her face scrunched up. "Babe." A familiar weight shifted against her. Fingers tickled against her ribs until she...
Naked and Famous - Giving Back to the Fans
_[Toonces, the Driving Cat, the Cat Who Could Drive a Car](http://www.furaffinity.net/user/Toonces) If you enjoy the story, please leave a comment!_ --- Zed lounged in bed, propped up on his husband pillow, feet crossed, a battered...
Chapter 6: Naked Dungeon Run
We had to get ready in a hurry the following day. Mobsters checked the inn's rooms across from us, knocking on doors and searching. A drider held back while three lizard-girls and a club-wielding ogre intimidated the guests. The innkeeper, a cat-girl...
Unearthed 3
The vision of their sleep-sweaty, muscular bodies groaning and writhing nakedly on these very sheets became comforting and oddly seductive.
Kioga 9: Any Storm in Our Ports
"let's rip off this big smelly band-aid," he said in an all-too-casual tone, but then the bathroom door banged open and a skinny, shower-damp artotic proclaimed himself nakedly to the room.
A Quick Web
Soon though, they sat themselves back, slowly tearing their muzzles away from that hot shaft to relax nakedly back in the booth.
The Zookeeper - 02
"oh shit," she muttered as she leaned nakedly against her warm alpha, "i'm so fired." the end? for now this is the end ... though i have often thought about returning to this story, it is not mine.
Tribe Chapter 1
A small brown female emerged from the tent behind him and scurried nakedly back into the bitch den. io felt his heart sink, knowing he would never have the same privileges as the pitch black creature.
In the Doghouse
Jordan was waiting for them just as eagerly, leaning against the grooming table and nakedly groping her own bulge through her shorts.
Open Fire
Field asked innocently as he nakedly followed her out into the hallway, tail wavering.
Kioga 8: Ship, Our Pants
His legs were soaked, striped, looking like the map of a rocket's blast radius as he strutted nakedly to the shower, each paw-fall stamping a sticky step. his messy, scat-painted buttplug swung freely under his tail.
Chapter 3: Silk and Lace
For now, she walked behind him, padding nakedly down the stairs and thankful that he did not turn and look up and down her nude body like most males would. in fact, as he pushed open the bathroom door, he actually averted his eyes politely.