I stood behind her and to my surprise; she was reading a furry manga just like me. For weeks we’d talk hours on the phone and online. Besides the librarian, a girl with glasses and brunette pigtails was sitting alone, she looked tired and she was sweating, panting heavily. She just stopped. She’d share stories of her bestial encounters and that would easily turn me on. But getting back to my thoughts, I wondered what these stories would be like if they were about a werewolf, and what if instead of a male creature seducing a female human, it be the other way around. I was from now on her sex toy; she’d do me whenever she wanted, even if I didn’t…
JACKPOT!!! Ever since his death when she was 14, she found out about yiff. I tried sitting up to kiss her or suckle on her breasts but she’d always push me back down. She handed me a paper with links to good bestiality sites and then r phone number and e-mail address.
