Paying Dues
Come on, name your price so you can stop stinking up my fucking bus." the wolverine leaned back, wriggling the sweaty seat of her black leather chaps on the cushion.
FWC 2 Part 1 - A bond built with time.
But just as jesse is about to abandon kacey's fat, stinking butt for hotter, fresher, more putrid pastures, “mmmmmmnnnn~” “!”
The Wolf's Heated Hell
As evening falls, her brother returns, his black and red fur reeking of alcohol, his friend is gone, his sister stinks of perfume, soap, and sex.
While He's Away
Feel his gay, incestuous lover pushing his snout into rob's sweaty armpits and chest and the rank, heavily-stained, stinking pouch of his jockstrap. fuck, rob missed his boy.
The Stallions of Ozajiarh
"now take your stinking eggs and go," snapped the female.
Receptive Reception
He reaches between them to caress and undo the fly of his feral trousers, scooping the musk-stinking barrel of his barbed, long feral shaft from its trapped confines, large, watermelon balls uncompressing and following suit to hang low against her belly, stinking
Doodle Story: Abra Scat-tastrophe
"that stinks!!!" he shouted. lucario didn't hear him, and grunted again, blowing out another foul supply of flatus from his posterior, stinking up the atmosphere with the notorious scent of hydrogen-sulfide.
Vixen's Bedtime Story
I get dizzy as i shrink, as the stinking, foul and fine fur coats my back, crests over my shoulders, and up my flattening skull, to coat my broad new set of ears.
Z'nth and the xenomorphs.
No wonder why the cave stinked of feet odor. z'nth flinched and tried to escape the smell. ''phew! those feet! they stink so bad! uuuuugh! get them away from me!''
The Biggest Gainer: Hollywoo Edition
Bojack Horseman sat alone in a corner booth, staring sadly at his empty beer. He didn't want to get up and get another one, but he supposed he'd have to. The waitress had disappeared a while ago, amd the earlier crowd had disappeared, leaving him alone...
Bound In Beast Flesh -- The Unlikely
You, that you are no mere holy warrior anymore--but a condemned man, seeking an unlikely salvation--as your armor creaks, and snaps and crumbles at the waist, and a whispy, wild animal tail emancipates itself from your hindquarters, rife in foul, black, stinking
Hard...At Work
Warning: 18+ Naughty Stuff Ever have that guy at work that seems to be one big tease? He's the guy you kind of just want to rush up behind, pull his pants down, and fuck him hard up the ass? Not you? Well I sure as Hell do. His name is Jeff and I...