Tag Archives: Tiger

Gym Rat

Vic grunted lightly as he got out of his car, straining slightly to make sure that his muscled frame cleared the doorway. Short and built like a Herculean god, the rat was every ounce as imposing as any of his species had ever been. The rodent took his stature in stride as well, having gotten […]

M for Muscle

Zev flexed slightly, his muscles just barely bulging on his herculean frame. This little bulge though was enough for the small feline watching him, some tiger that he didn’t even know the name of. This tiger was practically drooling over the sight of Zev, the vulpine built more like a God than a fox, and […]

V for Vore

Zev was just hungry. It was gnawing at him like a beaver at a tree, and the hunger refused to go away no matter what the fox did. He had started the morning chewing on his braided hair in his sleep, having been awoken up to pull the strands from his teeth. As he had […]

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 […]