I am a bear, a furry, fucking bear. In real life my name is Rob Lawrence. I am an auto mechanic, a job that I use to fund my real passion of being the bear. Let me explain how it all started. I am a big man 6’6” tall and over three hundred pounds. Not ripped, not fat, just big, really strong, and really ugly. My face can best be described as prehistoric, as...
The jungle outside the smoking remains of the crashed spaceship teemed with life. Charred metal was strewn through the exotic undergrowth. The automatic fire suppressant system slowly oozed to a stop, those robotic arms which had survived Galileo 12's impacted into the uncharted planet discharged the last of the CO-laced foam and retreated into protected pod...
Here's a little recap of where we left off in the first installment, just to get your motor running... I am your gorgeous Barbie-doll sex kitten girlfriend, and I am standing right in front of you, posing for you with my hands on my hips. I have a big, mischievous-looking smile on my face and I'm staring at you with my pretty blue eyes twinkling. My gorge...
"You don't want to play that old game, do you," Darren protested to Barbara? "Why not," she replied? "I've never played a real arcade game before." Barbara jiggled the joystick in her hand as she admired the vintage console, tucked back into a dark corner of the dingy pub. "You don't see these things, anymore," she said with an expression of reverence. "...
Singer Paula Cole is most famous for two things: that damned Dawson's Creek theme song . . . and her hairy armpits! I'm not much of a fan of Paula Cole's music (especially that fucking "I Don't Wanna Wait" song!), but I'm a huge fan of her furry pits! If you haven't already guessed by now, I have an extreme hairy armpit fetish. And Paula Cole satisfies my fe...
The large male wolf had followed the wolfkin's scent since she was in heat again, tracking them to the small clearing in the forest, now peering out from the surrounding undergrowth of thorned bushes, he brushed his fur through causing them to rustle slight. There she lay on side, so ready for the taking of his rights and needs, lipping soft a silent snarl o...
Ken's enormous erection was near my face and sweat was now pouring from the heavy hair in my furry armpits. "Hhhmmmm I just love the amount of jet-black hair you have in your unshaven pits" Ken said as I could now feel the heat emanating from his throbbing erection. "Young man I said I haven't shaved my pit hair for more than 20 years. Its so long that it is...
The Sunwell Isle was especially spacious these days after the fall of Kel'thalas and Sallie liked it that way. She was just rounding the corner at high speed being chased by yet another Trident toting Merman shouting obscenities she wasn't interested in learning. Once her dash wore off the annoyance kicked in and in a small puff of smoke she spun around her...
Jeff grinned down at the man kneeling in front of him, very skeptical of his claim that it was his first time. The blowjob he was getting was much too good to be coming from a beginner. He glanced over at his beautiful wife Joy. The former beauty queen, now a successful catalog model, had put them up to it, and it wasn't the first time. Mark was just the lat...
Thank you for choosing to read Last Men Standing (LMS), the third chronological story in The Holden Chronicles (HC). Last Men Standing is about a man's understanding of a curse that has been recognized as a blessing in all the generations of the family. This story chronicles his experiences in trying to change his life ultimately. This is the first chapter w...