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Snuggletown - A Yaoi Furry Fairytale

by Sugar Whiskers

Dedicated to my beloved Shadow.

Chapter 1 - Fresh Fuzz

It was hot day when Whiskey first approached snuggletown. His fur was damp from the humid air, and the heat had left him thirsty. He was nervous. The young ferret boy had never left his home in the woods before. However, today was different. Today Whiskey was going to step foot into that infamous town.

As he began to enter the gate to snuggletown, a voice from inside said to him "First time? Don't be nervous kid, everyone is welcome in snuggletown." Whiskey smiled. He was glad to have finally found a place that welcomed him. Previously, in the woods, his family had kicked him out when they caught Whiskey hooking up with a rabbit boy. So he left. Snuggletown, however, is different. Everyone is welcome in snuggletown. So with a deep breath, Whiskey finally stepped into the town.

As he stepped past the gate Whiskey was immediatly overwhelmed by sight of the town's residents. Species of all kinds, embracing one another with a love Whiskey had never seen before. As he stood there staring at the crowd, a voice came from behind said "what'dya think lil kit, pretty great aint it". Whiskey turned around, and stood before him was the most beautiful mallard duck he had ever seen. The duck then said "names Quackers, you?". Whiskey shyly responded "Whiskey Stick, but you can just call me whiskey." The mallard then took Whiskey's paw and said "it isn't too often we get some fresh fuzz here, let me show you around." So Quackers and Whiskey toured snuggletown, and when it was starting to get dark Quackers said to Whiskey "why don't we go back to my place, since I assume you don't have a place to stay." Whiskey blushed. The mallard was so straight forward with him, Whiskey had never met someone so blunt, especially another boy. "I..I..I guess", Whiskey responded. Quackers then took his hand and led him into a nearby building.

The room was cool and dark, a nice reprieve from the hot humid air where they previously stood. Whiskey was about to compliment Quackers apartment when he noticed something growing amongst Quacker's feathers. Quackers then said "don't be shy fresh fuzz, this encouraged in snuggletown." Whiskey approached him, as the part amongst the feathers began to grow and grown until, Quacker's massive corkscrew cock revealed itself. At the sight of this Whiskey began to feel his own penis begin to swell, and before he knew it he was rock hard. Quackers then mounted Whiskey, and said "don't worry fuzz boy, I'll take it slow." Immediately, Whiskey felt the tip of Quacker's cock enter his anal cavity. Whiskey moaned. Quackers began to deepen inside of Whiskey as each twist of the corkscrew entered deeper and deeper into Whiskey's starved asshole. At this point, Whiskey's cock had begun to leak precum, and was already dripping on the floor. Quackers then started to thrust, and Whiskey could feel his penis swell more and more, until he just couldn't take it anymore. He jizzed all over Quackers room, with his fresh hot cum even dripping off of the ceiling. Quackers noticed this, and ran under the ceiling to catch some drops as they fell. Quackers then said "that was enough for today little kit, for now, get some rest." Whiskey then crawled into his bed and fell asleep.

Chapter 2 - Matted Fur

Whiskey awoke to the sound of thumping. "Thump, thump, thump, thump." Whiskey heard over and over again. When he turned around he saw Quackers masturbating. Whiskey then said "Quackers what are you doing!?!" Quackers just replied "just taking care of the ol mornin wood Whiskey, you know how it is." Whiskey went silent, he did know "how it is". In fact, his own cock started to get hard at the thought of Quackers masturbating. Whiskey, however, decided not to join Quackers and to go out and explore the town. So he told Quackers goodbye, and left to see more sights of snuggletown.

As Whiskey left Quacker's apartment, he wandered to a nearby park and saw something he couldn't believe. It was a very voluptuous buffalo, with thicc thighs and the largest pecs he had ever seen. Entranced by his beauty, Whiskey wandered over to greet him. The buffalo noticed and said "my oh my child, your fur sure is matted, we need to take you to get a bath." Whiskey was in such a rush to leave Quacker's apartment he never realized that his fur was all matted up with his and Quacker's cum. Whiskey agreed, and off him and the big bootied buffalo went to the watering hole.

When they arrived at the watering hole the buffalo said to him "by the way my name's Bill, you must be some fresh fuzz, cuz I've never seen you here before." "Yeah, I just got here yesterday, and my name is Whiskey, nice to meet you" Whiskey replied. The Buffalo nodded, and handed Whiskey some soap while saying "now clean up that matted fur of yours." Whiskey proceeded to wash himself in the watering hole with the soap. The more he washed, the slippier and slippier the soap became until he just couldn't hold onto it any longer. The soap slipped out of his paws and landed on the ground. As he bent over to pickup the soap, he felt a familiar sensation in his anus. He turned around to find Bill the buffalo deep inside him. Whiskey blushed, and Bill said "don't worry little ferret kit, I just want to help you clean the hard to reach places." With a snort, Bill began to rapidly thrust his cock inside Whiskey, as Whiskey was bent over in the watering hole, where all the other animals could see. After a few minutes Bill had burst inside Whiskey, and hot cum was dripping into the water below them. Whiskey, however, was not finished with Bill. Whiskey then straddled Bill's large frame, and face fucked him as he hung on Bill's shoulders. Bill started to gag, he had never had a cock as large as Whiskey's in his throat before, but now wasn't the time to be a quitter. Bill endured Whiskey's thrusts, and once Whiskey had busted, Bill swallowed his load. After taking a few moments to catch their breath, Whiskey thanked Bill for helping him take a bath, and the two parted ways.

Chapter 3 - Fightin' Fluff

As Whiskey continued walking among the streets of snuggletown, he saw something he had never noticed before. A boxxxing gym. Whiskey had heard of boxing before, but had never heard of boxxxing. As a result, Whiskey walked inside to find out what the mysterious gym was about.

As he walked through the door, Whiskey was immediately greeted by a very, very, very strong scent of musk and sweat. He then noticed a lone kangaroo shadow boxing in the ring all alone. He walked up the roo and said "hey mister, what exactly is boxxxing?" The kangaroo then told Whiskey to hop in the ring, and that he'd show him. "First rule of boxxing, never let your guard down," the kangaroo said as he ran behind Whiskey and rammed his boxing glove inside Whiskey's ass. Whiskey let out a loud moan, what the kangaroo did hurt, but it felt oh so good. Whiskey then turned around and hit the kangaroo in the face with a left hook, knocking the kangaroo to the ground. As the kangaroo lay on the ground, kissing the ground and ass in the air, Whiskey started fisting the kangaroo til his arms were sore. "Ding, Ding, Ding" rang the bell. The kangaroo then stood up and said to Whiskey "hey your pretty good at this fresh fuzz, I've never met someone that was such a natural at boxxxing, now get ready for round 2!" "Ding, Ding, Ding." Round two began with the kangaroo charging Whiskey and managed to successfully land an uppercut directly on Whiskey's chin. As Whiskey fell to the ground, he could already feel the kangaroo fisting his asshole, as he fell unconscious.

Whiskey awoke hours later in a strange bed, where he saw the kangaroo sitting in a chair nearby. "Wha.. what happened" Whiskey said. "Oi you got knocked the fuck out, ya did" replied the kangaroo. "By the way, my name's Paul, what's yours?" Whiskey replied by telling the kangaroo his name. "Ay nice to meet ya Whiskey, by the way what'dya think of boxxing?" replied the kangaroo. "Interesting, the pain... the pain felt good" said Whiskey. The Kangaroo just smiled and then started to grab some rope and tie it to Whiskey and some hooks on the ceiling. With a grunt, the kangaroo hoisted Whiskey into the air and said "now that you are awake, it's time to do some boxxxing training." Paul then put on his boxxxing gloves and began beating Whiskey black and blue. Whiskey could do nothing but moan, as the pain he felt made him feel so good. The feeling of being helpless and beaten had started to arouse Whiskey and his cock began to swell. Noticing this the kangaroo stopped beating Whiskey, and showed Whiskey that he was missing a bunch of teeth. He then began to give Whiskey the best rimmer he had ever had, busting a load deep inside the toothless kangaroo's throat. After resting for a few moments, the two then began to clean up, and yet again Whiskey went back out into snuggletown to explore even more.

Chapter 4 - Stinky Hare

As he strolled through the no longer unfamiliar streets of snuggletown, Whiskey decided to go to the mayor's office. He was curious to find out how such a wonderful place was made possible. As Whiskey knocked on the door and was greeted with a "come in." As Whiskey entered through the door, he was immediatly greeted by a fat rabbit munching on a chocolate covered carrot. "Ay what's up... dick," said the rabbit, chuckling at his own joke. Whiskey replied "are you the mayor of snuggletown?" "Sure am, I am Big Chungus the mayor of snuggletown" replied the rabbit, after finishing another chocolate covered carrot. "Wow, it's an honor to meet you Mr. Big Chungus. I only recently arrived at snuggletown, but I have been loving every minute" stated Whiskey. Big Chungus farted and then said "hey kiddo all this chocolate has made me very gassy, how do feel about that hmmm?" Whiskey was immediatly hit with the scent of the smelliest fart he had ever smelled. As soon as this registered with Whiskey's brain, his penis became enraged and was clearly visible to Big Chungus. Big Chungus chuckled again and said "c'mere boy and get a closer whiff" as he bent over. Whiskey went up and stuck his nose up in Big Chungus' ass and inhaled.

Suddenly, Big Chungus fell backwords onto Whiskey, sitting on his face. "Whoopsie daisy" said Big Chungus as he let out yet another smelly smelly fart directly onto Whiskey's face. Whiskey's cock began to swell even more, as the stinky smell and suffocation began to arouse Whiskey more and more with each second. Big Chungus then grabbed a special carrot with hole cut in it and slid it over Whiskey's cock. As he sat on Whiskey's face, stroking Whiskey's cock with a carrot, Big Chungus continued to let out an array of various stinky wet farts. Whiskey then nutted inside the special carrot and Big Chungus began to eat the carrot with such enthusiasm, he almost ate Whiskey's cock before he could pull out.

After they cleaned up, Big Chungus gave Whiskey directions to a nearby hotel so that he could get some rest. Whiskey thanked Mayor Chungus and started walking towards his room. When Whiskey got in his room he immediatly went to his bed and layed down. He was exhausted. He had made a lot of new friends in such a short time, he was happy and hoped that he could stay in snuggletown forever. In fact, thinking of his new friends started to make Whiskey get a little hard. So after a few quick thrusts with his hand, Whiskey nutted and drifted off to sleep absorbed in post-nut bliss.

Chapter 5 - Festival of Furs

Whiskey awoke with a smile on his face. The past few days in snuggletown had been like a dream to the young ferret boy. He was so glad that a place as accepting as snuggletown existed. As he lay there cherishing those memories, there was a knock on his door. Whiskey went to answer it, and was greated by none other than Big Chungus. "Humunua humuna arooooga, damn you look good today Whiskey" stated the fat rabbit. Whiskey just blushed and thanked the rabbit. "Anways, I forgot to tell you yesterday that today is the big Festival of Furs, the festival starts at 4:20" and with that the Rabbit started hop away tooting with each jump.

At 4:20 Whiskey headed towards the town square in order to take part in the festival. When he arrived, he was greated by all the different species and members of snuggletown. He even saw all his new friends, Quackers, Bill, Paul, and even Mayor Chungus. Mayor Chungus then stepped on a stage and spoke into the microphone "welcome residents of snuggletown, the festival of furs shall now begin!" Immediatly everyone grabbed someone elses cock and began stroking in sync to the festival music. After a few minutes of this, one by one each animal nutted on eachother. They all then began to dance and sing, and of course fuck, right in the town square. Whiskey couldn't help but smile the whole time, "snuggletown truly is amazing" he thought to himself. As he saw all the smiles on everyone's faces, Whiskey had finaly made up his mind. He had finaly found a place to call home, a place where he won't be judged for liking other boys.

Epilogue

Whiskey would end up spending his entire life in snuggletown, making many more friends a long the way. In fact, after Mayor Big Chungus died at the ripe old rabbit age of 69, Whiskey became mayor over snuggletown. He continued to promote equality and acceptance of others, and snuggletown continued to grow larger and larger. Everyone was welcome in snuggletown, and that was the way Whiskey had wanted it. THE END.