Betty/Human 3 — The Menagerie
He would possess not an ounce of control, likely already as taught as a piano wire, ready to snap. he would not have been able to clean first either, not that i had tasted a clean vent for decades. more of the same.
Your Dreams come True
A few times she had peed into a measuring jug while in this state and found herself holding 50 ounces. but this time, she was not at home, these were no longer her terms.
Bat Hopping (art+story)
_one ounce gin. one orange liqueur… let's do… ah, maybe the curacao. nice and sharp. that'll go well. one ounce lemon juice… maybe the lemon syrup. let's make it a bit sweeter.
The Dominant Wave
"well he's not looking" he thought to himself as he shoved his own paw in his muzzle, enjoying the taste and lapping his tongue around to gather every ounce of the divine taste. it was driving him over the edge.
Demonic Progression
It took every ounce of victor's will to fight off his urge to fuck. there were two guys in particular that caught victor's eye. one was a guy a little smaller than victor but twice as toned and not at all shy about his ripped physique.
Wrestling with Change - Chapter 9
He was practically high-stepping when he marched into his first class of the day and it took every ounce of his self control not to lean back in his seat by the window and prop his feet up on the sill.
Differentials: Part 16 - 'Anything'
The fox dragged it out for as long as he could, aiming to get the vixen to give up every ounce of pleasure she contained, and so far he was doing a good job of it.
Unicorn Nightmares 2
She sucked, bobbing her head, licking with her wide tongue, her soft lips stroking her as her eyes closed, focusing every ounce of her attention on him. she was a good unicorn. a good unicorn.
Track and Field: Part 7
I could feel my pulse beating like strained pipelines through every limb and ounce of tissue.
Ander - Part 3: Subchapter 32
It took every ounce of effort for ander to raise his head, but what he saw on wardo's face was not a look of contempt or even smugness. what he saw was genuine curiosity. the question wasn't rhetorical at all.
The Collie and the Stallion
He knew it had been bad idea, he knew if he went back tothat gym he would lose every ounce of self-control he had left within his body.he ran a slightly shaky paw through his tousled mane of hair.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 57
Every shred of hatred he harboured against the monster who had dared to hurt his little sister he poured into the edge of the blade, and every ounce of love he had for his family he put into the strength of his arms.