Bulges
Jockstraps had never been Kaji’s thing. The black draolf had always preferred the comfort of boxer briefs, and was never not clad in a pair of green, form-fitting ones. They hugged him all around, supported him in ways a jockstrap couldn’t begin to hope for, and were just nicer to look at. They even accentuated his rump, which being the tone beast that he was, he didn’t have much of one. Thusly, the draolf was grateful for the help, and would often even go so far as to flex his rear when he knew he was getting a peek at it; Kaji was somewhat of a showoff, and he knew it. The boxer briefs did one other thing as well though, which was the real reason the hybrid wore them.…