<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Bigjon on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/bigjon/</link><description>Recent content in Bigjon on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 12 Mar 2011 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/bigjon/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Furry Heaven</title><link>/stories/2011/03/12/furry-heaven/</link><pubDate>Sat, 12 Mar 2011 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2011/03/12/furry-heaven/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;For many years now I have had a strong desire/need to be trapped, enclosed and left in a Furry Heaven. This is something that had been beyond my reach and was much too purvey for most of my friends to know about or even understand.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So, on a visit to my long time bondage buddy, he had a little surprise for me. We met up as usual for lunch and a chat and then went for a couple of drinks. All seemed as normal. We went back to his place and went down to his Dungeon. I noticed to my delight and surprise a large bear suit draped over the bench. He looked at me and smiled.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>