Furry fetish — the term ‘horn dog’ taken to its literal extreme.
Furry fetish role play. Mmm let’s set the stage. I’m a classy black tabby who works two cubicles down from you. I’m pretty straight laced and serious most of the time, almost never smiling while liking everything in my place. I don’t leave many openings to talk about anything that isn’t work related and am generally seen as an ice queen by your hound buddies. You’re a yellow Labrador that’s wanted a piece of me ever since you were hired. Every time I pass by, your super sensitive nose gets a whiff of my kitty pussy and it drives your red rocket insane. Sometimes you find yourself needing to excuse yourself for a moment to stroke your boner in the men’s bathroom.
It’s the 9th…
I’ve been acting weird all day. My temper is shorter than usual and I’ve been excusing myself a lot to the 3rd floor bathroom that no one uses. This time, you follow me, wanting to know what’s going on. When you enter, you hear panting and moaning coming from one of stalls. You open the door and find me pounding my pussy hard with four fingers as I mew in pleasure. I’m so shocked that I nearly fall off the toilet seat but you catch me. I can feel your hard cock against me.
“You’re in heat, huh?”
I don’t want to admit it. Especially to you. You’re such a goofball and a slacker, too. And yet, my pussy is crying out for some hot sex. Any hot sex. Your cock answers the call, pressing up against my hole and filling my pussy all the way up. It can barely fit your entire dog cock inside. You’re so deep, pounding me hard and fast like the kitty-bitch that I am until I can’t stand it anymore.
“Give me your puppy batter!” I scream.
Wanna crossbreed with me? Nothing beats cartoon sex. Call my phone sex line and let’s ‘mew’ this!
