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- Snow, Spots, and Snuggles [Hyena; Body Warmth, Lewd]: Anon helps his girl get through the frigid, unfamiliar Midwestern winter.
- >Anon on safari
- >You had taken a trip to Africa for the sights, the food, the wildlife…
- >And frankly, the smoking hot tour guides
- >There were several raunchy pinups of females urging you to take a tour across the Serengeti
- >All of them anthros of various species
- >You knew the trip itself was going to be breathtaking, but you’d be lying if you said the women weren’t a big factor for your excursion
- >And it was a dream come true when you booked a tour led by a spunky hyena girl
- >Furaha
- >She was witty, boisterous, and quite the tease
- >Visually, she had an amazing coat with an incredible sheen, a muscular frame that towered over you, and a devilishly playful smile
- >So of course when you got to talking after the tour and invited her to get a drink or two, you didn’t expect her to actually say “yes”
- >The rest of your African itinerary was chucked into the garbage
- >You wanted to spend the rest of your vacation with her
- >Fast forward several months later
- >You’re eagerly waiting at the airport for Furaha’s plane to arrive
- >As much as she had loved her job, you had changed her life enough for her to love YOU even more
- >So she called it quits in Africa and vowed to come to the States to live with you
- >Unfortunately, her eagerness blocked your warnings about arriving in the middle of winter
- >A Midwestern winter
- >The plane was temperate, as was the terminal itself
- >But when you see her in her khaki shorts and shirt you got shivers yourself
- >She definitely isn’t prepared, so you encourage her to pick up some warmer clothes
- >”I’ve seen cool evenings,” she says, slapping you on the back. “How bad could it be?”
- >Still, she humors you and at least buys a nice jacket
- >You’re at baggage claim when she sees the white powder coming down outside
- >”Ha! Never thought I’d see this stuff in real life!”
- >You struggle to carry her smallest bag as she hefts the rest onto one shoulder and under her other arm
- >You know snow, and you already felt its bite on your way to the airport
- >But when Furaha walks outside she almost drops all her luggage
- >”S-s-shit,” she says, trying to laugh it off, “I d-didn’t expect it to be THIS c-c-cold…”
- >You hail a cab and you two pack the trunk with her belongings
- >You ask the driver to crank the heat up, but it’s not enough to keep Furaha from shivering
- >You hold her for warmth, and she seems to shrink as she buries her head into your chest
- >Fortunately your place isn’t far away, and soon the cab drops you off
- >It would be easier to get inside if Furaha wasn’t trying to burrow into your coat
- >Once inside, you do all you can to make the place comfortable
- >You’re making a pot of coffee as she pulls the cushions off the couch and makes a fort out of them to trap the heat inside
- >It makes you a little sad to see her suffering, but it’s also hard not to find it adorable
- >You prepare the bed at night for the two of you
- >You had to buy an extra large mattress for Furaha, but it was worth it for her sake
- >She’s actually charging by you before leaping under the covers
- >Nothing left but a shaking mound of sheets
- >You approach the bed, and a furry arm wraps around your waist
- >You have sudden flashbacks to your younger days, afraid of the monster under the bed that might drag you underneath
- >Now, it’s trying to drag you INTO the bed
- >Furaha jerks you under the covers with her
- >The air is stifling, even more so when she completely envelopes you with her body
- >She still smells like the Serengeti, and her fur is just as soft as the first time you held her paws in your hands
- >You stroke her reassuringly
- >Eventually, her shaking subsides
- >”You better not think less of me,” she says.
- >In spite of her misery, she keeps her attitude chipper
- >You tell her you’ll do everything you can to make her comfortable here
- >She just chuckles herself to sleep
- >When Furaha takes a shower, steam is billowing from the bathroom
- >She raids your closet for your clothes; most are a little too small for her, especially when she layers them
- >She always has a piping hot cup of coffee or tea in hand
- >You feel bad leaving her, but you have to clear some snow outside that the city hasn’t gotten around to plowing yet
- >You’re shoveling as much as possible when you catch a glimpse into your window
- >A mountain of blankets is looking back at you
- >It has a black-nosed muzzle sticking out of it
- >And it’s fogging up the glass as it waits for your return
- >It should have been ample warning for you as you head back inside, because you’re devoured by the mass of blankets as soon as you walk through the door
- >Completely inside, you are shuffled back to the couch fort where the beast’s lair is set up
- >She has a tiny space heater facing the opening, and even more sheets packed inside
- >”D-don’t you dare go out there again like that,” she whispers to you
- >You know she’s just joking
- >Maybe
- >”I get c-colder just looking at you out there, all hairless and unp-protected.”
- >You tell her she’ll get used to it over time
- >”Y-yeah? When’s that?”
- >Well, it IS the Midwest, so she could always pack on a little winter weight…
- >She’d probably smack you if her arms were free, so she resorts to just constricting you with those toned arms of hers
- >You don’t think you can even make it to the bed
- >Guess you’re camping out in the pillow fort tonight
- >Over time, it seems like Furaha is adjusting to the cold
- >Not much, but enough to bundle up and take brief, wary trips outside
- >You have to admit, being cuddled by a hyena girl night after night makes you feel almost guilty
- >The only problem is the hit your heating bill is taking
- >But you said you’d do everything you can to make her comfortable, and you meant it
- >She’s a good sport about it, and she even lets you talk her into making a snow-yeen in the yard
- >The landscape looks like heaven, with your angel in the middle of it
- >”Heaven” being appropriate, because the snowball is already in mid-flight when you realize the mistake you’ve made
- >She’s going to kill you
- >The snowball splats against her neck, soaking into her mane
- >She glares at you with a bloodthirsty look
- >You can’t even wade more than a few steps before you’re hoisted into the air and carried back inside
- >The door flies open and then slams shut
- >Everything’s rushing by as she tears though your place
- >Heading to your bedroom?
- >Before you know it, she’s ripping your clothes off
- >And even her own
- >She whips a blanket around her shoulders and ties it off around her neck, like a cape
- >You are thrown onto the nest of bedsheets, and Furaha straddles you
- >Her rage-induced body temperature is radiating off of her
- >”You think you’re funny, huh?” she says
- >She laughs forcefully
- >And it never ends
- >She reaches behind her neck, where some of the slosh from your prank is sticking on her fur
- >It melts into her paw, dampening it
- >Her laugh turns maniacal
- >And kind of turns you on as well
- >That is, until you see just where her paw is reaching:
- >Your exposed groin
- >She grabs your member and starts pumping it
- >Fuck, it’s cold!
- >But the chill subsides as your arousal keeps the blood going
- >Soon you’re fully erect, and Furaha lifts herself directly over you
- >”There’s more than one way to get all hot and heavy,” she manages to say somewhere between her cackling
- >Her thighs drop, and your whole length is engulfed
- >She’s in complete control, bucking and huffing
- >She rubs her paws over your chest, half to punish you some more with her frigid pads and half to warm them up
- >Not like you’re not enjoying yourself, though…
- >You’ll have to tell her she looks like a superhero with that sheet-cape flowing behind her
- >When she’s in a better mood, that is
- >Her rhythm picks up, and you can feel yourself reaching climax yourself
- >She lets out a cry of pleasure as you spray liquid heat inside her body
- >You’d think the afterglow that follows such fiery lovemaking would stretch out a LITTLE longer than it does
- >Her laughing dies down, but doesn’t die out completely
- >She undoes her cape and wraps it around herself fully
- >The two of you are once again snuggled into the mess of blankets and under the covers
- >Her laughing turns to gentle whining as she gives a single shiver, but with you by her side she calms down
- >”A-anon,” Furaha moans, “you really do make it all worth it.”
- >You stroke her fur as she encases you once more with her entire physique
- >Your head against her neck
- >Her legs intertwined with yours
- >Even her tail wants to get into the middle
- >”I think I can tough it out until spring,” she says, “but…”
- >She takes your chin in her paw and tilts your head gaze into your eyes
- >Just as lively and spirited as the day you first saw her
- >”I hope you’ll consider moving someplace a little warmer, at least for the winter.”
- >Your mouth connects with her muzzle, and you share a deep, passionate kiss
- >You can practically feel the warmth of the African sun as you lie with your hyena lover
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