---Credit to me for the picture, my old cringy fursona-----
All of the sudden, a furry jumped off the balcony and put Maurice in a cage. The furry wore torn clothes and matted fur. Under the spell, he could not take the fursuit off, so he hadn't bathed in like, 10 years? Also, what if he has to take a shit? The author has no sense of logic, so let's just ignore that.
(OCT. 18, 2020 Authors note: apologies for being inactive for three fucking years but the story shall continue)
So the Furry locked Maurice's ass in his sex tower (opposite of a sex dungeon lol)
Later, as Belle was reading her Speedy Gonzales x Otacon fanfictions, she heard news that her father had been taken by a beast and is being held in the castle, so her dumb bitch ass set off to find him.
Upon arriving at the castle, she quietly made her way in. She could not be spotted by this beast, who knows what might happen.
She made her way to the tower where her father was being held.
Maurice looked up. "Belle what yo bitchass doin out here? You finna get clapped!"
Belle retorted, "stfu boomer I'm gonna get you outta here."
"You must be quiet, that furry is ruthless!"
Belle looked up with a confused gaze. "What the fuck is a furry?"
Suddenly, the stomp of large paws could be heard from the shadows.
"Get yo bitchass out here in the light," said Belle.
The furry stepped forward with a snarl, and scratched his balls.
"Oh shit"
(To be continued)
