Sacrahlicous
Star
- Joined
- Oct 25, 2010
She was no super model, nor will she ever be, or so she could only assume. She was young, petite, many would find her cute, yet boyish. Her hair was styled short between her ears, and flowed out with the length of her bangs of pure white, covering one of her startling blue eyes. Those eyes stared down at the slip of paper in her slender hands. Biting onto her lower lip she inhaled nervously. Her heart racing wildly within her chest. Making her small ample breast rise and fall with each quick intake of breath. Her breasts if she were luck were maybe a B cup. Filling the palm of ones hands perfectly. The fur of her chest and stomach as well as her milky thighs, and decor her skunk like tail was white, a stark contrast to the black fur of the rest of her body.
She wore baggy cargo pants, and the black hoody. Definitely a first sign of being the shy tom boy that she was. Well she was at the address to that the man gave her through the email. A secret kink club. Yes kink club, this shy skunk girl was going through with it. If only she could get her feet to move from the spot they were firmly in place. Her heart raced within her chest. staring once more from the paper to the old warehouse and the many acres of farmland.
Inhaling sharply her ears folding back in a nervous gesture she pushed herself forward. Tail swaying from one side to the other in following her hips. ' I can do this , I can do this' She repeated over and over again within her mind as she paused before the door. releasing the held breath she knocked on the door. A soft nervous tap of her knuckles on the hard goor.
She wore baggy cargo pants, and the black hoody. Definitely a first sign of being the shy tom boy that she was. Well she was at the address to that the man gave her through the email. A secret kink club. Yes kink club, this shy skunk girl was going through with it. If only she could get her feet to move from the spot they were firmly in place. Her heart raced within her chest. staring once more from the paper to the old warehouse and the many acres of farmland.
Inhaling sharply her ears folding back in a nervous gesture she pushed herself forward. Tail swaying from one side to the other in following her hips. ' I can do this , I can do this' She repeated over and over again within her mind as she paused before the door. releasing the held breath she knocked on the door. A soft nervous tap of her knuckles on the hard goor.