Flagging Mustard
He could feel every inch riding through him, he quailed each time it hit its deepest mark, and he fought against his instincts to stop when somehow raiden went even deeper than that.
A Pony's Inflation: Part Two
quailing, arctic gulped, trying to make himself as small and insignificant as possible, hunching into the floor.
Slave Training: Part One
Shane quailed, loathing his reaction even as he scooted to the back of the pen, although he managed to wipe the snarl from his lips just in time.
That Which Is Desired :: III: planted
The reptilian stench quailed her, but beneath it was the basic male scent, the scent that spoke to her primal need.
Under the Old Oak Tree
Maybe an hour later, there was a noice that maybe only a mouse of quail could hear as a curious creature slowly padded up the hill.
Humanity Is Dead
\>you stomach growls breaking the trance between you both \>"oh... we should eat" she says calmly "i have more of that deer but i also have some quail and eggs from said quail" \>"quail and eggs sounds good."
Blood Rose-18
Jason frantically gathered firewood and dried the snow from it to conserve the heat of their temporary home while micha kept herself busy chasing out snow rabbits and the slow dumb quail that ran by.
Punished for Her Pleasure: Part Four
Arctic quailed and whimpered as she worked piss into his coat, soaking his mane, his tail, down the arch of his neck.
Power Play
It was not the teeth, really, that a human should quail away from but the jaw strength behind them, the power that she could boast as a canine anthro while a weak, human male had to simply take what she dished.
Spirit Bound: Chapter 121
Chan quailed before jhansi. "i-i'm sorry, ahjeet. i'm _really_ not in the mood to talk, and i don't have anything for the newspaper, not yet. i'm really close, though."
The Horrible Night
The otter quailed. “darkwater…" “i'm sorry?" “darkwater," the otter said, louder and more clearly. “sorry, i'm just not hearing it." rockwell had put his curses everywhere. the otter winced, but only slightly. “i'm…nobody." the skunk laughed.
Revenge in Transformation: Goat
The hedges were higher, the ditch deeper, and he quailed from the nightmare that so very clearly had him in its grip. _no…_ _ _ but, yes. always, yes.