A dingo with purple streaks in her hair
From Create Your Own Story
In all honesty, you were expecting your brother to open the door, not the lithe and vibrant dingo that is currently grinning at you from the doorway. She has a surprisingly toned body and her tits are pressed flat against her chest thanks to a tight lycra tank top, if anything she looks like she just got back from a run, her cute bob is messy and she looks flustered with exhaustion. 'Well if it isn't Richard's little brother, aint' you a little beaut' she looks you up and down before turning into the apartment, unnecessarily bending over and showing you her generous backside. 'Oi Richie, your brothers here! You never told me he was such'a looker!' You blush at her blatant flirting as she turns back to you and gives a wink. 'why don't you come on in sweet cheeks, your brother's been dying to see you, I mean he just would not shut up about...'
'That's enough Hannah, I'm sure my brother doesn't need to know all that.' You hear your brother's voice call out from the hallway as you enter the spacious flat, and nearly walk into a wall of muscle. looking up you are met with the towering body of a shark wearing a pair of shorts, only shorts. If his intense musculature didn't scare you his cold and unpredictable facial expression did, like he was sizing you up as a threat. A pair of soft hands on your shoulders distract you as you turn your head to see Hannah's smirk. 'Don't mind Nick, He's not the biggest one for talk.' Nick grunts and walks off into another room as the familiar sight of your brother comes to greet you.
'Pipsqueak!' he cries as he pulls you into a bear hug, his dark fur enveloping you into a warm embrace before releasing you at an oddly early point. as you take a step back you look over your brother, he had changed over the year you had been apart, his fur had darkened dramatically and he had cut his mane back into a more manageable length, his eyes still glimmer that familiar amber and he had maintained his athletic body since you last saw him, his tone still visible through the fabric of his shirt. 'I told you to stop calling me that years ago!' You give a soft jab at his ribs as he chuckles, however the moment is cut short as Richard's phone rings.
Rather reluctantly, he answers the phone and frowns as the conversation drags on, muttering a few things in response. When he hangs up he is wearing a mask of disappointment, 'Hey, um... one of my friends has gotten really drunk and he needs help, I was really looking forward to us having some fun though and I promise that I'll be back as fast as possible. Hey Nick! Gerry is drunk again and we need to get him home!' No sooner than the last word had been uttered, Nick enters the hall and walks out the the front door, Richard turns to Hannah and asks her to keep you company as Nick and him were out. 'Sure, ill keep an eye on sweet cheeks for ya.'
Before you know it, it's just you and Hannah in the flat, sitting on the couch watching the clock tick by. 'So I heard you were a real root in the bed.' Hannah catches your attention, pulling the most sultry pose she could possibly muster. 'I'm a little worked up at the moment and I need to blow off some steam' she moves across the couch and in seconds she's on top of you, grinding her hips against your leg and grabbing at your bulge. ' Richie and Nick won't be back for ages so why don't we have a little fun?' Her groping and rubbing is getting you worked up and in this situation it's do or don't:
| Furry Status | ||
| Health | 98 | Equipment:
Phone, Wallet, Keys, Clothes |
| Gender | Male | |
| Species | Lion | |
