Part of the Plants
Cane was the first one to notice it, but the animals seemed focused on stag's chest hair. "i bet they think it's grass!" cane said and laughed.
Demonic Progression
Victor's chest hair was visibly thick and a demon mark that none of the men knew was a demon mark was growing in his chest hair. as the hair turned more and more fur like and got thicker and thicker ed's power too grew.
Seleno Chapter 2: Changing Perspective
Since when did i have so much chest hair? but then my shock worsened. my "chest hair" was growing... spreading. then i felt it, a weird sensation in my stomach that felt as if my insides were moving.
Zootopia's Biggest Stud
She twirled her fingers in his sweaty chest hair and gazed lovingly into his eyes. "that was... amazing..." she said breathlessly.
The Body Spray
The brown chest hair rose over the collar from a base of white fur. along the edge of the front of his chest, the black turned into white fur under his brown chest hair. with every movement, mammoth amounts of bulk shifted and flexed.
Getting Lost - Commission for Brophey
His grey chest hair poking from between the denim straps. he took in a deep breath of the mountain air. the wolf heard a snap of a twig coming from his left.
Sketch 01: Mother [TG / TF / Werewolf / Pregnant]
chest hair flutters to the ground as, well, fuck, as my breasts grow. it's fucking weird to watch as my two little titties turn into a good handful and then continue growing, all under thick growth of chest hair. except, not so thick any more.
Dude today, Orc tomorrow. Prologue
Bruce's chest hair was thick and curly on top of his chest, but under his shirt was more hair than rocky had ever seen in one place!
Royal Service 4 (Body Worship, Sweat, Hirsute, M/F)
The worst part, however, was the inevitable consequence of licking a huge belly covered by a prodigious amount of chest hair: stray hairs.
Layers - Chapter 6
I can feel a patch of soft chest hair against my back. chest hair where he was smooth-chested before. his dick is thick and warm against my ass and i like the way it feels. i could try to lie and say it's not me, it's the woman. but, no. i like it.
Worshipping the Wolf
You'd only stripped off your shirts as you dived nose-deep into his chest hair, his pecs squeezing your snout as you took in his unwashed scent. your paws gripped around his firm pec, which he bounced with a smirk.
Sloth
Your already unkept facial hair grows out and out, spilling over your neck, dropping over your chest in a uncared manner, joining in with your already thick mat of chest hair.