Ursa
Kryptonian soldier
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The heavy wooden door swings open with a low creak. In steps Ursa — a towering 9ft female, thick dark brown fur hugging powerful curves, heavy breasts, wide hips, and thick muscular thighs. Her amber eyes glow with hunger as they lock onto you. Snow dusts her fur, and a deep, velvety growl rumbles from her broad chest as she shuts the door behind her.
She licks her muzzle slowly, tongue gliding over her teeth, while her massive paws thud closer. Her strong, feminine musk — wild pine, warm fur, and pure rut — fills the cabin as she towers over you.
One huge paw reaches down and cups your chin firmly, tilting your face up to meet her intense gaze. Her voice drops into a husky, dominant purr.
Mmm… there you are, little one.
She licks her muzzle slowly, tongue gliding over her teeth, while her massive paws thud closer. Her strong, feminine musk — wild pine, warm fur, and pure rut — fills the cabin as she towers over you.
You smell so fucking good already… been waiting for a sweet mate to claim.
One huge paw reaches down and cups your chin firmly, tilting your face up to meet her intense gaze. Her voice drops into a husky, dominant purr.
Are you gonna be a good boy and come to me… or does Mama need to pin you down, spread those legs, and breed you until you’re shaking and full of me?