All He Wants for Christmas Is a Fingerling (The Weird & Wacky World of Shifters #1)

by J.P. Sayle

He’d contracted wolf fever,

How the fuck can he smell like my favorite fries covered in ketchup.

My heart sank—not that it could get much lower to the ground in my potato form—as

Whenever I was hurt or upset, I would come to the fields and roll about in the dirt.

A large tongue licked over the fabric of my shorts, and I shivered.

What did a wolf shifter do with a potato, for god’s sake, besides eat it?

His thighs bunched under my ass as he positioned me with care, so I didn’t impale myself on his monster dick.

“Change, and I’ll carry you back to the house in my mouth.”

How could I get aroused from the idea of Frenchie’s potato rolling over my body?

“I’m grumpy, I don’t have a nice disposition, I shout a lot, and I like being alone.”

“It would seem I’m also a possessive bastard who doesn’t like the idea of anyone seeing you like this. It ain’t supposed to be like this, but fuck if I want to change it.”

The hair at the base of his cock was thicker, and the smell of Christmas spiced nuts increased.

The knowing deep inside that I needed this to bond fully helped me to maintain my form until I was fully coated in cum.

Tala ran his fingers over my sticky skin, rubbing the cum in.

Frenchie decided that he needed to explore every inch of my body in both human and potato form,

I rolled out a little of my alpha power, hoping to make the point.

My wolf surfaced as we faced each other.

I really didn’t like the idea of Jem getting roasted and eaten by the elders.

What I did know was I needed dirt.

Maybe there are others in your pack that are mated to a potato.”

I couldn’t put into words the feelings of having Tala come over my potato skin.

“I think I should…eat you…now. Just to make sure we’re fully mated. My wolf is getting snippy with me.”

naked lap where his own cock was encouraging me to park my ass.

Opening my eyes, I panted past the urge to hump the damn bag of dirt,

I need you to come in my mouth to finish the ritual.

tried to impale his cock into my tonsils.

Both of us groaned as my channel clenched around its prize.

Namely, a naked Olowin, his cock hard and leaking.

Plz stop looking at your brother's dick

I bent forward and decorated the side of the dirt road.

That will make them Christmas babies.”

“All I want for Christmas is a Fingerling,”

I’d done nothing but calculate the size of their bodies versus the size of my ass!