A Small Update
Shasta fell downward, still shrinking, as he landed inside the neck hole of the hoodie. the hoodie moved slightly from the impact, the neck hole falling downward, cutting the light off from shining inside it.
Special Assignments - Chapter Fifteen
The fox turned and put his hoodie back on and i felt a mild sense of disappointment as his muscular body was covered by the material. i felt the fabric of my hoodie; it was still damp and cold.
If You Grope a Cat's Butt - Commission for Papapatooie
He reached into his hoodie, grabbed his cock, and pulled it out of his shirt so that it leaned against the inside of the hoodie. he pulled the hoodie off his torso but left it around his cock.
The Subway
How small were their shorts if it was completely covered by hoodie? rin knew girls had that short shorts fad going, so maybe it was a female after all. or maybe they were wearing shorts the same colour as the hoodie, and they blended together.
Irony Watching
Jamie, however, reflexively tugged at his hoodie, trying to hide his face behind the hood of his sweater. "wh-what are you doing, man?" the cat cried. "huh? what's it look like?"
Out Too Late
He started down it, before he saw someone in a white hoodie standing in the opposite end of the alley, as if waiting. he turned, prepared to go back, but there was another in a white hoodie blocking his path.
Kitty meets Panda
She was still wearing panda's hoodie. -end
Needed Release (Feat: Jasper)
~" "m-mhmm~" "aww you got your hoodie all messy too... don't worry i'll take good care of that for ya~" levin pulls off his hoodie before getting off the bed again to take it to the laundry.
Chapter 0 Prologue
He never knew how to dress outside of comfortable clothing, opting to wear sweatpants and a hoodie once again. though he made sure that they were cleaner than what he had on now, wearing black sweatpants and a matching hoodie.
De-Evolution - NaNo Day 2
He sat with her on the couch, until she got the hoodie on and zipped, then he stood when she did.
Movie Night
I took a deep breath, feeling my pectorals twitch and flex, soon shredding through my white t-shirt and now forcing them against the fabric of my hoodie.
Off His Chest [Sketch]
With that slight tension freed keave felt his shaft hang down towards the front of his hoodie, trying to flop free, not having quite enough room to do so.