True to Form: Part Three
I, still high on moose musk, happily obliged. the creature whistled lewdly as he looked over my almost-naked form. "damn, son, you look good."
Everyone Does It: Mr. and Mr. Rifkin
The moose declared, "ladies and gentlemen, i now present to you the new mr. and... mr. taylor and vladimir rifkin." the rat and bat were still kissing quite intensively when the moose finished.
Under the Ice (Zootopia Fanfic)
Raising another tranquilizer gun at the moose. "careful with your words." the moose tensed a bit. "who the hell do you think you are? threatening an officer like this!"
Loonatics Unleashed If: Hybrids
With the cheetah-moose sucking on one of her tits, lexi held herself onto his moose antlers tightly. her grip upon the skeletal extension only tightened, upon ace sending two of his digits into her rear end; finger fucking her anal passage.
Chapter 10A - Orientation
New recruits have to go through orientation." he nodded and pointed toward the large moose that had greeted him. "thanks a bunch griff! i'll see you later, okay?"
Beaver
Both the bartend and marty exchanged a look, but the moose simply nodded with a smile. "coming right up," he answered and quickly began grabbing glasses and bottles.
Deviant Pack (1) - The Rust Barn
The feline then looked for just a moment at the young wolf as she stood there, then looked back at the moose. the moose finally noticed and looked over at the feline in confusion. "what?"
"Family Tails" - Chapter 2
The moose stupidly tried to follow, but she was too fast and agile for him.
The Latex Flood 3
"there's a moose in a booth two back from the stages. see him?" margaret tensed up a little, slowly rolling one of her eyes out of alignment.
Bar Jocks: Story Two, Part 1
And on that bed, wrapped in a thick quilted blanket, was joe moose, the newest employee at bar jocks, clutching a large moose plush, drooling slightly on the pillow.
Thomas Shorts: Last Chance
Taking a knee in front of thomas' chair, the weighty moose leaned down and placed two gentle kisses on the mouse's sack, one for each ball, before softly saying, "goodbye my star-crossed sugar plumbs."
The journey started.
We slept, the rests of the moose laying there, in front of us. we woke up next day, the moose now stinking badly and some flies were around. i held my muzzle shut. liontari got up and stretched, purring.