02-26-2011, 02:41 PM
OOC: Show me what you've got under your sleeves, Johalt! :3
IC:
[School]
"Oh... then maybe it is Meyer-Sensei, the science teacher, since he is the head of the computer and science labs!" Saburo pounded the bottom of his fist on his palm lightly in understanding. "He is very strange! Or maybe it IS Smith-Sensei, the Principal... he seemed very normal though!"
[Ayla's Apartment]
The bat-girl let out a cute little squeak as she was surprised by Sam suddenly speaking behind her. She had just taken her uniform off, and put on a pair of fishnet stockings. She instinctively unfurled her wings and covered her front, but giggled and lowered them again when she saw that it was just Sam, folding them so that the only the wingtips forming spikes on her elbows were the only remaining proof of her wings.
"Geez Sam, you scared me!" She laughed, her satin, lavender panties hugging her promiscuous butt so the edges indented on her soft, shapely cheeks a little, the front following the curvature of her ripe womanhood. She wore the matching bra, and her exposed upper-breasts jiggled a little like jello cupped in either cup of the satin bra when she moved. "Well, I either go to my other job, or I go clubbing." She smiled, walking over to the stripper pole she had in front of her bed, placing one hand on it and the other on her curvaceous, slender waist. "This is where I practice." She grinned at her guest, grasping the pole with both hands now and leaning over almost double, striking a seductive pose for him.
"Do you want a sample?"
[Highway]
The coyote grunted as his leather footpads and claws pushed against the gravelly sand, his biceps and pectorals bulging powerfully as he started pushing. It started off slow, punctuated by low grunts and growls, but the pickup steadily gained speed until he didn't have so much trouble pushing.
"Ain't much to know about me, ma'am-" He called back, panting in the heat of the sun. Hoo BOY was he gonna take a long shower after this! His stained, dusty fur was starting to become damp as he started sweating, little dark spikes of fur clumping together here and there as his fur hugged his body, showing off a bit more of his hardened physique. "The name's Denver Dukes, I'm 22, served four years in the army- had two brothers and a sister- picked up a smoking habit when I was 17-" He yelled back at her nice and clear to pass the time as he pushed.
The scenery went by dully as he spoke, with no other sounds but the wind, the tires crunching against the road, and his panting. "-And- uh- single, I guess- 'bout you? Tell me about yourself?"
IC:
[School]
"Oh... then maybe it is Meyer-Sensei, the science teacher, since he is the head of the computer and science labs!" Saburo pounded the bottom of his fist on his palm lightly in understanding. "He is very strange! Or maybe it IS Smith-Sensei, the Principal... he seemed very normal though!"
[Ayla's Apartment]
The bat-girl let out a cute little squeak as she was surprised by Sam suddenly speaking behind her. She had just taken her uniform off, and put on a pair of fishnet stockings. She instinctively unfurled her wings and covered her front, but giggled and lowered them again when she saw that it was just Sam, folding them so that the only the wingtips forming spikes on her elbows were the only remaining proof of her wings.
"Geez Sam, you scared me!" She laughed, her satin, lavender panties hugging her promiscuous butt so the edges indented on her soft, shapely cheeks a little, the front following the curvature of her ripe womanhood. She wore the matching bra, and her exposed upper-breasts jiggled a little like jello cupped in either cup of the satin bra when she moved. "Well, I either go to my other job, or I go clubbing." She smiled, walking over to the stripper pole she had in front of her bed, placing one hand on it and the other on her curvaceous, slender waist. "This is where I practice." She grinned at her guest, grasping the pole with both hands now and leaning over almost double, striking a seductive pose for him.
"Do you want a sample?"
[Highway]
The coyote grunted as his leather footpads and claws pushed against the gravelly sand, his biceps and pectorals bulging powerfully as he started pushing. It started off slow, punctuated by low grunts and growls, but the pickup steadily gained speed until he didn't have so much trouble pushing.
"Ain't much to know about me, ma'am-" He called back, panting in the heat of the sun. Hoo BOY was he gonna take a long shower after this! His stained, dusty fur was starting to become damp as he started sweating, little dark spikes of fur clumping together here and there as his fur hugged his body, showing off a bit more of his hardened physique. "The name's Denver Dukes, I'm 22, served four years in the army- had two brothers and a sister- picked up a smoking habit when I was 17-" He yelled back at her nice and clear to pass the time as he pushed.
The scenery went by dully as he spoke, with no other sounds but the wind, the tires crunching against the road, and his panting. "-And- uh- single, I guess- 'bout you? Tell me about yourself?"
![[Image: self_centered_coyote_by_kerol-d2zmoca.png]](http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd505/Frisky_E_Coyote/Frisk%20Me/self_centered_coyote_by_kerol-d2zmoca.png)
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