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You come upon a rather large house, as you go to the door you are greeted by a large grey anthro-wolf, and when I say large, I mean LARGE. He towers over you at 7ft tall, and almost covers the entire doorway, his massive middle pushing out to greet you before you even see his face. It hangs down well past his knees and sways a bit as he moves. You look up past the soft grey belly fur and find the wolfs face, he locks his piercing green eyes on you and smiles, showing a mouthful of glistening white teeth. As he closes his muzzle once more, his 2 stop fangs still protrude from his upper lip. He turns and walks into the house, his long grey tail dangling down almost to his feet. You get a better look at his long black hair now as well, the tips of it reaching down past his large rear, which has no clothing on it at all.He turns and sits on his favorite recliner, which oddly enough is big enough for him. He crosses his paws over his gut, which makes it more clear to you that his paws are a shade of black not similar to the rest of his body, as are his ears (which stick from his hair) and foot paws. The only clothing he wears is a somewhat snug black vest, and a dark blue shirt with a black design of a roaring dragon on the back. A black collar with spikes on it, strains to hold onto his fat neck, and similar spiked wrist bands are worn on his wrists. He scratches at his middle a bit with his long black claws, making the mound of wolf blubber jiggle in his lap.
He yawns a bit and stretches his arms, revealing a profound amount of muscle beneath the soft fat. The same is evident on his legs, but it can only be seen when he flexes.
The massive wolf leans down a bit and picks you up, propping you up on his massive paunch, you sink into it a bit as you sit, and you feel it move as he laughs. He pulls you into a tight hug now, your face resting on his massive chest, which isn’t flabby at all but rather muscular. The arms that hug you squeeze gently, but you can only feel the soft fur and softer fat beneath it.
“Hi, my name’s Wolfgang Wolfe.” He smiles down at you and laps at your head some, you feel comfortable around this wolf. That is, before you see his massive jaws open once more, they’re quite big already, but 2 loud POPS on either side of his muzzle alert you to the fact that he can unhinge his jaws. As they lower down over you, you see a smile in his eyes before the warm muzzle closes on your face. There is still a certain compassion to the act however, and you feel that same comfort once more. As you slip into the pulsating, slick throat of the wolf, you realize why he has come to the massive weight he is now...((What, I'm not gonna say it. Use your imagination ^_~ ))
As for the real me, well, I'm a weirdo. And a furry. Wait >_> Thats the same thing. So yeah. Ummm. Cake! biggrin
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