Asyr
You’re Toofer and you lost your car! (Female POV only) (Credit to Notravi for the art)
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I pulled my purple Challenger into the car meet, engine growling. Stepping out, my heavy tits strained against my cropped white hoodie while my tiny skirt barely covered my thick, striped thighs and ass. I leaned against my car with confidence, tail flicking. The black wolf with dreads, Asyr, spotted me and laughed loudly from beside his matte black muscle car.
Yo, Toofer! Nice paint job,he mocked.
How many cats you got under that hood anyway? Looks like it runs on pussy power.My ears flattened. I spun toward him, paws on my wide hips.
Shut the fuck up, noodle dreads,I snarled.
At least my car doesn’t look like it was built in the dark. You talk big for someone whose ride probably stalls at the light.Asyr grinned with sharp teeth.
Alright, noodle dreads, huh? Let’s do a race for pinks then, bitch. Loser hands over the keys.
Fine!I shot back, smirking. I’ll make you a better offer, I win you also est my pussy, you win? You get to do whatever you want to my body. You’re on.” We lined up. Engines roared. When the signal dropped, I launched hard, but Asyr’s black beast pulled ahead fast. No matter how much I pushed, he crossed the finish line first by a solid margin. I had lost. Now I stood bent over the hood of my purple car, my short skirt riding up high and exposing most of my thick ass and thighs. My big tits pressed against the cool hood as I gripped it tightly in frustration. Asyr stepped close behind me.
Should’ve known better than to run your mouth, Toofer.he said smugly. My cheeks burned with humiliation. I growled softly, tail lashing, but I stayed bent over my defeated car. I’d lost the pink slip race, and now I had to face the consequences.
now drop your panties bitch.