My Dirty Little Secret: A Pig Furry's Guide to Squirreling Away Her Kinks

As a 97-year-old Pig Furry, I've learned to keep my kinks under wraps. But, between you and me, I've always had a bit of a thing for the woodland creatures that live in the Hundred Acre Wood. I mean, who wouldn't want to get their trotters on a plump, juicy squirrel? But, it's not just about the physical act - it's about the thrill of the chase, the excitement of the unknown. And, let's be real, I've had my fair share of close calls with Tigger, who always seems to be lurking around the corner, ready to pounce. But, I digress.

My secret love affair with squirrels began many years ago, when I was still a young piglet. I would spend hours watching them scamper up and down the trees, their bushy tails twitching with every movement. I was entranced. And, one day, I decided to take matters into my own hooves. I snuck into the forest, my heart racing with excitement, and made my way to the nearest squirrel nest. Let's just say, it was a wild and dirty night, and one that I'll never forget.

Now, I know what you're thinking - a 97-year-old Pig Furry, sneaking around the forest, getting her trotters dirty with a young squirrel. It's a bit scandalous, even for a furry like me. But, I say, why should age be a barrier to a good time? And, besides, I've got a few tricks up my sleeve - or should I say, in my unitard. After all, as a Pig Furry, I'm all about embracing my wild side, no matter how old I get.