Spirit Bound: Chapter Thirty-Six
The large piebald horse had a bit of blood on his knuckles as he faced the little ferret, michelle. she was standing with her arms out between the horse and the lab, who was sprawled on the ground, holding a bloody nose.
Taste The Rainbow. Jizz The Rainbow.
On the opposite side of the room was a blue, square, c shaped couch; on which sat a white fox with piebald fur and long yellow curls that was making out with a husky with smoky blue fur and messy green hair.
Xan and Xandria's Snuffing
The messy piebald shaft started to retreat back into its sheath as the animal stepped towards its stable, long haired tail flicking as if in mocking farewell to the dying fox.
Lunch Date
The piebald doe was small, unassuming. a slender, androgynous frame usually hidden under baggy clothes was now proudly on display, from her soft, modest breasts to the far less soft little length projecting from her lap.
Spirit Bound: Appendix
**bully, derek-** piebald horse. 6'3" (190.5cm), fairly built. homophobe. **bully, mary** - black poodle. one of the bullies who have taken a dislike to liam and nathanial. she is in grade 11, cheerleader, and a betty groupie.
Morph Class: part 4
The afghan's shirt had gone missing along with her bra as she kissed and huffed at the younger, piebald ratmorph, her breasts being handled by inexperienced hands. "clementine," he said sharply, making the brunette jump, then flush heavily.
Capoline's Snuffing
Beneath their huge bodies their long heavy horsecocks hung at full mast, piebald skin wet with blood, precum, and pussy juice. these two animals had claimed more lives than any adult in the club, capoline felt sure.
The Blade grows dull
Sam and brad hardly ever spoke, technically they were rivals, but the piebald otter was otherwise friendly enough. the otter looked green, though his eyes went wide with astonishment when sam came into view.
I Shot an Arrow
Only his upper torso was colored with the piebald markings of his breed. the pup seemed somewhat wide-eyed, clearly impressed by the markings on his haunches. "you are a shaman?"
4.5 - Such Good Luck
The piebald mouse wondered. "no." she looked back to him. "it's a lateral move." chester blinked. "then why is ... " "her mate," juneau said, quickly, with a hint of jealousy. "oh. oliver?
Broodmare
Anderson gave his fingers a flick to indicate the piebald mule that had brought her here. "i hope you understand what you're getting yourself into." bea nodded and did her best not to rethink her choice.
2.4 - Blind
His piebald fur stained and matted a dark-red. ropy tail jerking at random, sickly intervals. "oh, lord," the white rabbit breathed, standing up, hopping frantically to his fellow crew-fur. he almost dropped his supplies in the process.