Altering the Fit
Flat chested and always insistent on short hair and jeans, she'd often been mistaken for a guy. it was an image she wanted to cultivate.
Get a Grip!
Her slim fingers sifted easily through my short hair; it was pleasant and reminded me of when my mother used to do the same. her hand left my head and i opened my eyes. "should i not have done that?" "what, no, you didn't do anything wrong.
Kinktober Day Twenty-Five: Transformation
However, when you raise your arms to run your fingers through your short hair, you are met with barriers on either side of your head. you don't know what it is at first, and your fingers grope blindly... only to feel soft fur.
The Beloved Pet Ch7
This was also accompanied by him running his left hand through my short hair for some time. with it getting late master returned my to my room and removed my diaper. with this he said good night on the way out and left.
My Brother's Secrets - Chapter 2: Squeaky Clean
He groaned happily, running his towel through his short hair as i pleasured him. "someone is thirsty. do you love big bro's cum that much, chris?"
Chapter 1: Death and Rebirth Teaser.
I was five foot eleven inches tall, had dirty blonde short hair, gray eyes that were covered by glasses, an average build with slightly leaner legs and arms, a small amount of facial hair i had forgotten to shave, a scar on my right wrist and one on the back
Pup Popper
His short hair was trapped beneath a black baseball cap marked k-9, and a rubber vest hung down over a black t-shirt tight enough to show off every muscle he had.
The Interview
His girlfriend always told him he had that boyish charm, his white and black fur contrasting nicely with his black suite and white tie, the tie matching the snow white locks of his short hair and fringe which came just short of covering his left eye.
Andlat and the Faeries
Two settled themselves on either side of andlat's head, pulling his short hair into pigtails. the third grew larger and became an enormous bow on his brush, right where the red fur gave way to the white.
One Hot Vixen
The redhead laughed cutely as her fingers stroked across his face, running through the short hairs of his unshaven face.
Meet the Family
His short hair was ruffled, and his fur reeked of cigarettes. he wasn't exactly ripped, but he at least didn't have a beer gut like that of the mutt downstairs. "what the fuck was that, terryn?"
The Dark Cell: Naked and Bound
As the large creature scrubbed my short hair, he spoke. "this morning one of the staff members came into the cell." "he took the liberty of removing your gag, along with readjusting your wrist binds."