05-30-2011, 12:24 PM
That was it, having him so near she all but let a thin lisp of drool leave her maw, and along her most private folds she could feel the moisture building to stain the fur there. He was doing everything she needed him not to and her eyes flashed with hunger when he looked back at her. The ground was indeed wet with moisture and it didn’t take much to get it all over her hands and arms. But his sly little gesture only furthered to set things into motion to where she was fully out of control. Her little hands fidgeted over the last seed, and barely was able to cover it up before her own hands grabbed a clump of mud.
Her plan was interrupted as she let out a cough which sent fire up along her chest and spine. She bent down to all fours as she struggled to catch her breath for a moment. A tear welling in her eyes, as the bent down position had all but killed her intake of air earlier. It didn’t kill her spirit though, her breathe was caught easily enough, and a growl escaped her lips as her body seemed to act on its own accord. Demi’s form seemed to mold to her all fours pose, body quickly reverting to its natural form. Demi stretched out then not even realizing she had changed until she noticed her posture.
But if he wanted to love her for all that she was then this was the form that called her when she was going through this, nature had a way of calling her back to a time when she wasn’t gifted with an upright stance and she acted on auto pilot. Her form darted over to his kicking up tons of mud and dirt on the way before she pounced on top of him, her tongue lashing out to lick across his maw, her tail wagging feverishly, she had popped, and nothing would stop her from getting what she had been wanting the moment he had come across her.
Her plan was interrupted as she let out a cough which sent fire up along her chest and spine. She bent down to all fours as she struggled to catch her breath for a moment. A tear welling in her eyes, as the bent down position had all but killed her intake of air earlier. It didn’t kill her spirit though, her breathe was caught easily enough, and a growl escaped her lips as her body seemed to act on its own accord. Demi’s form seemed to mold to her all fours pose, body quickly reverting to its natural form. Demi stretched out then not even realizing she had changed until she noticed her posture.
But if he wanted to love her for all that she was then this was the form that called her when she was going through this, nature had a way of calling her back to a time when she wasn’t gifted with an upright stance and she acted on auto pilot. Her form darted over to his kicking up tons of mud and dirt on the way before she pounced on top of him, her tongue lashing out to lick across his maw, her tail wagging feverishly, she had popped, and nothing would stop her from getting what she had been wanting the moment he had come across her.