(TW: anthropomorphic animal costumes described in a sexual light and used for adult activities. All individuals who are to partake in this sort of event in the real world are to be consenting adults of over 18. No, this is not zoophilia, but instead a branch of mask kink. There is a person under the mask, and people fuck. remember that. Also, this chapter contains heavy manipulation themes and blackmailed consent. If you find these topics triggering, please go read some fluff to warm your heart.)
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Swiss was helping you clean out your closet, when all of a sudden Swiss discovered THAT box.
Before you could protest, Swiss had ripped open the box with a shit eating grin, and burst out laughing when he was met with the sight of your fur suit head, tail, and paws.
"Oh my sweet satan, your a FURRY?!?" Swiss roared with laughter and keeled over, dropping the box onto the floor at his feet.
"I- well- um-" you stutter, head bent in shame.
"I don't even want an explanation, just put it on." Swiss smirked when his laughter finally subsided, pushing the box over to you with his black combat boot.
When you hesitated, he added; "wear it or I'll tell the rest of the pack your a freak."
"Fine.. " you sighed and reluctantly bent down to grab the fursuit head out of the box and put it on.
"And the tail." Although your vision was now limited, you could hear the smirked in his voice.
You bend down again and pick up the tail, securing the elastic around your waist before slipping on the paws as well.
"Happy?" You huffed, venom in your voice as you cross your arms.
"Do a twirl." Swiss gestures with his fingers for you to spin inba circle.
"No?" You scoff.
"I'll tell the pack your a cock drunk freak who'll do anything for an ounce of attention." Swiss grinned evilly.
With great reluctance, you did a quick spin, but the moment your back was turned to Swiss, he pounced on you, slamming you against the wall and pinning you there with a hand on your throat.
"Not a word or I'll tell the pack your a lying freak of a whore who forced yourself on me." The multi ghoul growled in your ear, his knee finding it's way between your thighs.
You whimpered under the fursuit head, the thick foam muffling your voice to the point of being incoherent.
Suddenly, with a sharp slash of Swiss's claws, your clothes fall to the floor in a heap, leaving you in your undergarments and fur suit.
The only warning you received was the sound of Swiss's Jean's unzipping before he pushed into you, his giant ass cock stretching you out like nothing you've ever felt before.
"Swiss-!" You cried out, but your Yelp was muffled by the thick foam and faux fur around your head.
"Shut it," Swiss snarled, continuing with long deep thrusts that hit all the right spots every time.
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Authors note: here's some bleach, *hands you bleach for your eyes* no sorry, I'm to broke to pay for your therapy.
This was requested by my friend Sophie, so a big fuck you to her. (Just kidding sophie, you know I love you. Even when you drive me up the wall.)
All the best,
-totally not Nova.
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