Daddy's Pool Party
This might have seemed like a common courtesy to most of his party goers, but max knew better; the old cheap-ass simply wanted to extend his boy's humiliation to the latest possible hour.
Sex in the Beach
I walked through the steady throng of beach-goers, found a mercifully-quiet, kid-free area, and spread out a towel before lying down on my back.
Mr. Lifeguard
The wolf stayed in the shallow end, watching the pool goers jump in, one after another, but each time that otter trumped them all. it wasn't until he spotted someone coming from the showers that got his attention.
WoW - Midsummer's Festival
"well, the turtles are returning to shore to mate and the festival-goers are there to watch them and celebrate. when the sun goes down, they do a little mating of their own. after copious alcohol, i'm sure." "what!?" li li asked. "ish that all!?"
Missus Black Hole
Mornings were hard for her, and it took an age of fighting with the help of harriet to get up and help clear the flat out of party goers.
Meet Me at the Movie Theater (Patreon)
Inside, a reel of advertisements was playing and a majority of the seats were empty, save for a random couple or lone movie-goer that was placed out in the middle of dark chairs.
Making Waves
He was utterly unaware that he had gathered the gaze of quite a few normal sized park-goers just with his presence. eyes locked on his glistening form as it lie on display in the sun.
Walk of Cold Life
He was dressed like some fantasy artic goer. travis was getting hotter. he could feel fur spreading over his body. travis was watching in horror as thick white fur covered his body. snow was pushing against his fur, he could feel just how thick it was.
Movie Marathon [Piss Fic]
His otter tail slapped at the isle behind himself, harassing the feet of some other movie-goer. swipe-thump-swipe-thump, as clawed feet scratched against the snack-spilled floor. two hours thirty minutes. this was it, the final showdown.
Corruption Stream Story 1: The Collar of Latex Loving
His eyes went wide at the different latex-clad club-goers, each one covered in some form of rubber-material that clung to them like wet paper, except it looked better.
Midnight Raid - Prologue, Un-foretold Disaster
He could see the party-goers rushing around inside their shadows from the dim lights inside playing easily across the curtains.
Stall 5 (ch.2)
What if a stall-goer weren't particularly horny but still wanted an interesting story to chuckle over? a spur-of-the-moment act of depravity that they could fondly reflect upon for the rest of their lives?