Coyote Vulnerabilities
He took the catsuit and soon found the garment was far too big for him. there was an open slot cut into the front of the latex catsuit. it also had integrated foot paw socks and hand paw gloves. he slipped into it.
Know Yourself
Her claws, her legs, her tail... even her wings, they would be bound by the catsuit too! adhara shifted her weight again.
Mid-Day Mannequin
Sliding hanger after hanger: catsuit, gloves and stockings, hood, catsuit, gloves and stockings, hood - all perfectly lined up one after another. after six coloured catsuits, she started going through specialty sets - a bit cliché, but she didn't care.
Nighthowler 2, Ep. 11
._ shining her flashlight through the undergrowth, she couldn't make out her catsuit. _did a submissive little bunny really need clothes?
Nighthowler 2, Ep. 2
Nighthowler's catsuit glistens in the dark, rivulets of water catching the glow of streetlamps as they slide down the tight black leather hugging her body.
Nighthowler 2, Ep. 6
Nighthowler's skin prickles uncomfortably beneath her fur, feeling so trapped by the tight confines of her leather catsuit. her outfit is so stifling! maybe letting her body breathe would be a good idea?
Cassandra IV
Peeling the leather catsuit off his body slowly, wreath tried not to rub the blisters forming on the inside of his thighs, which itched like fire. half an hour of hard labor had been met with success!
CYOA: Nighthowler [12]
Pinching the catsuit's zipper, the rabbit pulls it even lower, revealing the soft white fur of the wildcat's belly. "until we get to the bottom of those."
A Gene Pool Party
He grabbed the black catsuit with the tag reading "egyptian jackal". the costume itself wasn't anything special, a black catsuit with a tail sewn onto the back with a canine mask with big pointy ears and a set of fake gold jewelry with it.
Nighthowler 2, Ep. 4
Branches and roots tug at her clothes, ripping the leather catsuit in several places, leaving it **slightly damaged**. luckily, the incline is shallow and she tumbles to a halt on soft ground, _deep_in the furthest depths of zootopia's jungles.
Auction
Stomping a foot on the wooden floor with a thump of frustration and squirming her form left and right in a desperate attempt to see the restraints around her neck and arms, blinders blocking every view except straight on, _tight_ rubber catsuit creaking and
To Murr With Love
From the pile he handed me a large plug, and my red latex catsuit with attached gloves, feet, hood, and sheath. i looked down at the rest of the gear on the floor "anything else?" i asked hopefully.