When a real furry attends a furry convention, well…he can mostly pass undetected! But there is more developing there for Nomax than ever before, relationships strengthening and enticing encounters bringing out a side of himself that the African Wild Dog never expected to see.
Sweetening convention indeed…
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Nomax shifted his weight, Tabby sitting before him, though she was only drinking a soft drink, something fizzy and sweet. He knew what it was as she’d let him try a bit and some part of the canine anthro had wondered just how it would have tasted if coming from her lips. But that thought had made him feel all hot and bothered under his fur, when he was not sure that he should have been thinking about the woman before him in that way.
“You okay, Nomax?”