Board Thread:Furry Roleplay/@comment-28776435-20161030175833/@comment-30899929-20161102033845

Max sat on the bed, grunting and slouching. "Am I really that weak?" He asked, and then sprinted out the door. His hormoines were full on, he was a teenager. You couldn't blame him. He reached the bar and then grabbed a beer in time to drink some. He spit it out. "Gross!"