Food and sex, food and sex. Bit of a fine
line for furs. Somebody’s usually got fangs.
Somebody else is just. . . delicious (drool).
Irresistible topic to some folks, no?



Or then there’s *this* more domestic take
on the issue. . .





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>>>>> On Diet (#7) <<<<<





By Fred Brown, Aug 23/2011
www.furaffinity.net/user/fwbrown61/

Copyright 2011 All rights reserved, all commercial
infringements prosecuted, website display permission
available upon request. Non-personal distro is infringement.





Note: The Thursday Prompt that got this one written
was 'the museum.'

     LINK TO:     Spoken Word Version

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     One beer, and the museum of my mind
     Unlocks. I sprawl on couch and think and sigh.
     Happy? Damnsure. Good workday ends, then find
     Her whipping up a feast. One sniff: I’m high.

     A prey defense? Just keep the wolf well-fed?
     Not so. The bunny’s done this oft before.
     There’s foreplay here, I know, but she’s not said.
     Her gaze as fangs devour tells what’s in store.

     Well, mostly. Memory warns of some flops.
     When early skill met failure, banquet blown.
     A howl, an acrid scent, smoke alarm pops.
     Oh dear. There will be tears, all horny flown.

     Cellphone speeddial sends order in a trice.
     But pizza’s always nice, and will suffice.

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