The train came to a stop, but not Bash's stop. He casually sat in his seat, enjoying the ride until he was to arrive at his stop...
... when suddenly he felt the subway train quake and sway for a moment rattling his seat, as well as everyone else's, as if something, or someone, really big and heavy had just climbed in. Before he could process much of this, he then noticed his view was suddenly completely overtaken my two enormous globes of purple and white fur.
The fox blushed and stammered, trying to think of how to respond to this. Whatever he could say or think, he had to do it fast, as the rump of the massive goat in front of him were starting to back right up to him.
Needless to say that...
FWOOMP!!
... he ran out of time.
The doors shut, the train started moving again, and Bash's face could not be seen, now thoroughly buried in the soft, cramped space is the goat's butt, the two huge cheeks pushing him up the way against the window and molding around him like a soft, fluffy confine. He couldn't move, and he couldn't speak... well, beyond incoherent, muffled grunting and moaning, grunting moaning which never reached the goat's ears, as she was too busy looking at her phone.
Well, at least from here on out, the ride would be comfortable, even if a bit cramped. Still, he could only hope that her stop would be before his... assuming he wouldn't become a passenger to HER even if she got off at the next station.
Above him, Babbs texted someone: "On my way, Tyne! Might have a little guest with me though. <3"
Commission for
. Bash is riding the subway, but
didn't see him.
Enjoy!
Bash ©
flareonfordome
Babbs ©
babbsthegoat
Check out my Twitter!
... when suddenly he felt the subway train quake and sway for a moment rattling his seat, as well as everyone else's, as if something, or someone, really big and heavy had just climbed in. Before he could process much of this, he then noticed his view was suddenly completely overtaken my two enormous globes of purple and white fur.
The fox blushed and stammered, trying to think of how to respond to this. Whatever he could say or think, he had to do it fast, as the rump of the massive goat in front of him were starting to back right up to him.
Needless to say that...
FWOOMP!!
... he ran out of time.
The doors shut, the train started moving again, and Bash's face could not be seen, now thoroughly buried in the soft, cramped space is the goat's butt, the two huge cheeks pushing him up the way against the window and molding around him like a soft, fluffy confine. He couldn't move, and he couldn't speak... well, beyond incoherent, muffled grunting and moaning, grunting moaning which never reached the goat's ears, as she was too busy looking at her phone.
Well, at least from here on out, the ride would be comfortable, even if a bit cramped. Still, he could only hope that her stop would be before his... assuming he wouldn't become a passenger to HER even if she got off at the next station.
Above him, Babbs texted someone: "On my way, Tyne! Might have a little guest with me though. <3"
Commission for
. Bash is riding the subway, but
didn't see him.Enjoy!
Bash ©
flareonfordomeBabbs ©
babbsthegoatCheck out my Twitter!
Category All / Fat Furs
Species Goat
Size 2231 x 1651px
File Size 2.05 MB
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