My foxy Days: Friendship
## MY FOXY DAYS - Friendship - Hi, I'm Sam. I'm a fox, in case you wondered. Anyway. Today I got a visit by Jake. Initially I planned to go grocery shopping but when I noticed that he was in a bad condition I postponed it. It was...
Apet's Backstory by Alpha Wolfio
**DISCLAIMER: Alpha does not own any of the characters written or referenced in this story. All intellectual properties belong to their respective owners.** **Apet's Backstory** **By Alpha Wolfio** In the small town of Littleton, a local...
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" - 7:12 pm - oscar came back to brown's house later that evening. after seeing that brown had sufficiently soiled his diaper, mary-ann decided to free brown. as soon as she did, the lioness forced brown to take a long, cold shower.
Every School Boy's Dream
brown? wha... what do you mean by that?" he said shakily.
A Colt's Release
Still more leaked out of the brown horse. grey-wind was pent up and had plenty to give, and he intended that he brown stallion would have it all.
01 Her First Time
Tears welled up in those deep chocolate brown eyes and he did what he would have done for lisa, he kissed her, trying to take away the pain. that might not have been the best idea he'd had all morning if he was intending to disengage.
Dalliances With Wolves
...especially if the brown wolf had an alpha!
Rai's Dad Has Got it Going On
He was built like a brick house, and then some; the typical daddy type with a beer belly, but real sexy muscles on his arms and legs, along with dark brown head fur and a beard. he had a wife, a nice panda lady, though we never saw much of her.
Many Trials of a Centaur - Part 3
brown horse or black, her need would be filled, so she was content with this change of plans. the brown horse was less thrilled, though.
Christmas Eve with Dad
I stroked my fingers through his brown head fur, it wasn't as thick as it used to be, but he wasn't balding, he looked good for a bear of his age.
Pathogen: Locked In A Room
They bound and shackled the brown, fuzzy arms of a burly monster that alan knew had once been human. now, it was nothing more than a perverse caricature: a chest rippling with muscles, short brown fur soaked with sweat.
4 Werewolves + 1 "Journalist" = 5 Werewolves
Velvety brown fur began to creep over the forming points, tingling as it prickled down, beginning to change his hair itself as it pulled back and took on a more smooth animal texture with blended gray and brown.