Presenting Mephit

Appearance

In the center of the petal-scattered bed, a prone skunk boy lies spread atop the red velvet sheets. The half-light of the sheltered bedroom is sufficient to make out a faded cheerleader's outfit still clinging to his prone form, torn in areas by claw and tooth alike and coated in places by a film of pearly fluids that drip down to pool around his form.

His exposed thighs and rump are just as dirtied as the rest of him, dabs of white cream marring that cushy skunk-butt, a shredded miniskirt doing naught to conceal the mess. The skunk's tail hasn't escaped un-sullied either, strings of seed clinging to the disheveled fur in long streaks, almost as if it had been used to wipe dry the shafts of many lusty males.

Partially hidden behind the bushy tip of his tail, the girly boy's cum-streaked muzzle rests atop a pillow scattered with rips and bite marks. His wrists come together above his head, tethered to the headboard of the bed by a pair of fluffy pink cuffs. His eyes remain closed for the moment while deep, slow breaths ruffle up the fur on his slender arms, a dreamy smile lingering on his features.