Fucking Hipsters
Fucking hipsters sitting by the stained table near the windows with a look of exasperation on his face, tim absentmindedly tugged at his handlebar mustache as he watched his cadre of friends depart the bar.
Crossing the Lines
I want to be yours..." he murmured, offering himself completely to the hipster.
Thicker Than Thieves 2
The hipster gazed up in awe. "mmm-hmm." he murmured around the cock. milo grinned and released the blocks on bradley. the hipster's back arched, he shuddered and so much pleasure went through the hipster's brain that it shorted out.
Werecorgi [M / TF / SFW]
:) this is a major parody of hipsters and no hipsters were harmed during the making of this story. credit goes to the lovely, ms. payne for pushing me to write this story so all thanks and kudos and awards and nobel prizes should go to her.
Crossing the Lines
I want to be yours..." he murmured, offering himself completely to the hipster.
Camping
Jake caught himself stealing a glance of his twin sisters perfect round ass, the hipsters fitting tightly against her wet fur, giving him a short, but perfect, view of the toe that had formed between her legs.
Puppy Tone
Tyler shuffled around his belongings when he found the cd that dirty hipster had given him. he stared at the cover and shuddered.
Nerd Hipsters are Called Grognards
The donkey groaned as he threw down his cards. "You know what? I'm done. This is is getting ridiculous," he insisted, crossing his arms obstinately. He had gotten sick of losing. The hyena sitting across from him didn't help matters much. She was...
Big Daddy
In moments gage had a stache worthy of a dandy, making him look like a very different kind of hipster. gage looked up as the rustling returned, his eyes widening.
Musk of the Worcs
A hipster with black frame glasses near by chortled, brushing his bleach blond hair out of his eyes. "how would you know?" the hipster asked. "you're right... i better compare."
Watering the Cactus: A Trenderburn Clopfic
It was a hot summer night when the brown, hipster stallion known as trenderhoof was sitting at a bar in appleloosa, sampling the fine cider he had heard was the best in equestria.
Laundry Night (latex clothing TG)
"are you _sure_ you're not a hipster?" he didn't answer. the creature that stared at him from the mirror looked...odd. his shoes were still shoes, but they had somehow become knee-high kinky boots, wrapped around pink-clad legs.