Your Results Are In!
you're busty. yeah, you decide to stick with that. you're...well, you're a busty anthro vixen now. and... you still haven't seen your face. you turn on the webcam, pull it up on screen and--well, you don't look half bad.
Crowing Pains
Anyway, if you're reading this, then you're a werecrow -- or at least you're about to become one. you can feel it, right? that's why you came all the way out here...among other reasons.
Mommy's Test
Oh no, i know you're not complaining. i can see that smile~ you're going to go down a little further on my foot, sweetheart. you're going to swallow up my toes, and you're going to take in more and more of momma's soft, lovely foot. ok?
Training Session
Of course, tonight, you're not getting a routine lesson by the looks of things. by now, you're eager too. you don't know what to expect, but it's certainly worth it, whatever the squirrel has in store.
Adolescent Lycanthrope pt. 3
you're learning a lot about wolf ejaculation right here.
The Night You Deserve
Like you're brain dead. you're moaning and pumping, eyes rolling like you're a dazed beast. "ah-hah... hh." inside her mouth, you're jostled as she bucks back. she lets the orb fall from her mouth and into her hand.
Mine
I won't ever leave you, when you're mine. and i'll make sure you never leave me.
Call from the Viceroy
you're not going to talk to me. you're not going to control this call. you're not even going to touch yourself until i tell you. do you understand? good. i'm sure you'll wanna know what i'm wearing.
Don't Stomp on the Brakes (Poem)
Walk the stallion is not so concerned as you are and keeps you impaled as he heads for the bar you're twitching and dripping and whining a lot it's hard to stay quiet as you're now this stud's thot you're desperately needy to feel his embrace you're
Nostalgia's Chrome 45
A beast you're in a cage, on a leash it wasn't a mirror, the bars, the people you're a damn animal "this is the human male," big man says.
How to Make Lovers and Influence Roommates
Of course you won't, you're a good boy. "you will wake up and feel refreshed and aroused..." he pauses. "oh shit, get your... you want to- you're f-" he stumbles on the words."clothes!
Poem: Flameout
They're making it worse though not of their tool if you're alone be alone in a crowd is cruel go away! you're hurting them! the guilt piles on why can't they understand that they're hurting you too? so you're mean.