This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.
Please note that all characters are clearly over eighteen and written as such in all stories.
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The whale shark leaned over the stallion, Ametrine on his knees, shaking, though he was right where he wanted to be. There was a stark sort of contrast between his rich, chestnut coat and the smooth hide of the whale shark, a dark blue grey spotted through with white all over his body, a lighter underbelly giving a nod to his oceanic heritage. Yet he did not appear at all like the sort of whale shark that would be found in the water, rippling with muscle, so much so that it was his dominating feature.
Oh, and his cock. That was out, grinding over Ametrine's muzzle as the stallion huffed and snorted, some part of him leaning into the crude embrace, wanting more.
"There you go... See, now you're getting into it."
It was not where the stallion would have usually been found playing with sexuality, but Vickers bore him back to the wall of the beach changing rooms and didn't take no for an answer. He grunted thickly, smirking down at the smaller stallion, though Ametrine had thought that it would be difficult indeed to find any anthro that made him feel small.
Vickers, however, broke all the norms, the wooden boards of the terribly lacking in privacy changing room bearing back on Ametrine's head as he fed that thick meat into the stud's mouth. Only, Ametrine did not feel much of a stud down on his knees, that cock driving into the back of his throat. He was fortunate in that he didn't have a gag reflex, gulping it down, wanting it all, moaning around it as his heart pounded and his own lust grew and grew.
