Short Summary Vol. 2

Story by Aero_Dragneel on SoFurry

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#2 of Short Summaries

This week's Short Summary! If you want the latest scoop on when they release, they come out every day on my Twitter, https://twitter.com/ADragneel18 at 6PM EST! I'm currently working on my short story, Egg Hunt so hopefully you all stick around to read it when I do publish it. Have a great weekend!


With the sun shining on the both of you while the burly croc drilled your hole, his white scales shimmered in the light as sweat dripped off his body.

"Gonna fill ya up, sport, ready?" he asked

You could barely manage a nod before feeling his hot seed flow inside you.


A heat wave made for a cranky and sweaty bear.

Dressed in only his briefs with a beer in his hand, he grumbled and fished his semi hard dick out through the fly. He whistled at you from across the room and pointed down, "Got work for you, boy."

Who were you to say no?


The big, burly badger patted his lap with a devious look in his eye with a small remote in his hand. "Why don't you come sit in lap lap, kiddo?"

It didn't take much prompting and you did as you were told, your leaking cock responding to the vibrating plug lodged in you.

He wrapped his arms around you in a seemingly innocent hug, but he started bouncing his knee, sending the plug to poke and prod at your prostate, leaving you dribbling into your jock.

He nibbled on your neck ever so softly, "Good boy," he whispered.


You'd never thought you'd beat the old man at chess, let alone win a bet like this.

There the chubby tanuki stood, blushing mad, and wearing a chastity cage as you played with the remote for the plug buzzing happily against his prostate.

Biting down on his lip, the older man could barely form words before jets of thick, creamy semen shot from his locked dick.

"Sorry Papa, looks like that's a week," you say dangling the key tauntingly.

"W-wait... I want... a d-do over," he painted.


"You wanted to see me s-"

Stepping into the panda's office you see him holding a small bottle under his nose while his short dick bobs beneath his big belly.

"Ah, word around is ya like big guys. Figured I'd give ya a good time."

With a grin, you reach back to lock the door.


You did your best to keep as quiet as possible as you entered the house. Hopefully the old man was still asleep.

The ligh flicked on casting to room in an eerie red glow.

"You're an hour late," said the stocky roo.

In one hand he held a paddle, in another he held a belt. But standing proudly was his throbbing hard-on.

"I'll give ya a choice, 20 licks, or no safe-word when I fuck your brains out,"

You swallowed hard, feeling your own dick stir in your jeans.