Blurred Lines
Several buttons popped from the creatures jacket as it leaned forward in its chair. "and who be you to approach with such knowledge?" "sh-she's just one of y-your workers from p-personel chief executive."
Chronicles of a Dog Lover - Extreme Warning
As the button popped the musky scent intensified so much. logan was so ensnared he didn't pay any attention to those around them. a wet spot appeared in logan's shorts as he leaked a bit of pre.
Lunchtime at Jurassic World
Blood spread across his shirt and his buttons popped, exposing his belly button. the indominus rex tossed back her head.
Collar of the Wild 8
His shirt grew tight before a button popped, then another. the white shirt began prying apart, revealing his cinnamon skinned chest was growing darker as thick black curls of hair began pushing out, thicker than ever.
[Patreon] The Werewolf's Pet
Once his tie had been removed she started on the shirt buttons, popping them free one at a time, and pausing in between to run her fingers over the newly revealed patch of skin. when she undid the last one, her hands lingered over the buckle of his belt.
Getting a treat -pt.2
First the button popped, then slowly the zipper clicked it's way down to the base. "that present you wanted is coming, all you need to do is lose whatever clothing you have on your lower half."
The Leaf Lounge
The button popped open and the zipper slipped down. thick blond curls of wooly fur spilled out before his cock emerged, thick and long.
The Pick-Me-Up
His tighter undershirt had its buttons popped off one by one starting from the chest on downwards. pants proved to be a much more stalwart of clothing than the undershirt as those simply squeezed tighter as time went on.
Payback but with Style
That belly was swollen, the shirt’s buttons popped out. a delicious sight lambiris enjoyed as he reached to stroke the bitch’s lips, to feel the cum over them. then he moved onto the muzzled, feeling the slight tension… then, the eyes.
Have a Look? (Story)
He went down the white buttons, popping them one by one until he could shed the blue dress shirt. damn dress clothes were always so constricting.
Joshing with the Jock
Johnny groaned, passed between the two of them, claws taking care of shredding his casual shirt too, the buttons popping off as the lion took care of them.
Mark of the Pack
The button popped off his pants, his zipper started wrenching down as a bulge of underwear clad manhood oozed out. jordan flicked his head as his skull popped and contorted, working out into a short muzzle.