MG1) Chapter 1: Starstruck
After brushing his teeth and getting dressed, the teen grabbed his fishing pole and dashed to the dock. he unfolded a chair he'd grabbed and set it near the edge.
Omega Blows
As he approached the stripper pole, he turned his head, the horn tips brushing the pole and helping guide him around it, leaving him swaying his hips as he walked around. “fucking hell…” [i]batarians, so vulgar.
Naughty Santa Part 1
Everyone in the north pole bitched. reindeer like to bitch about the route they followed around the world, delivering presents to the millions of children.
The Belly Bed Club
Ignoring those, psi strolled back up to the golden pole where he began to work his natural ferret limberness. mumbles ascended into loud hoots and catcalls soon as psi got to 'work' on the pole.
Avon's New Pet
Avon peeks and nobody walks by, he swiftly picks the vixen up and takes her to a very dark alley avon pulled out his handcuffs from his pocket and he placed the lovely vixen against a light pole. the wrists of the vixen crossed against the pole, hugging
Gone Fisching
Lifting his head, the otter gazed over at the fishing pole that the cat had dropped. the line was rapidly unraveling from the reel, the tip of the pole jumping. grinning, the otter reached over and picked up the fishing pole.
The Merchant's Slave pt5
The cold air bit, chilling his extremities, but it was a good pain. The pain was a good reminder that you were still alive, and Isiat felt very, very much so alive today. He jogged along the outer perimeter of his airship, following the guardrails...
ch 6 ruby's new deal
Now, for pole dancing, you have a vertical pole and you...um...actually, i can't describe it too well." however, by this time, ruby had made up her mind. "that's ok. i think i'd do very well as a dancer."
Mirrors and Gardens (Commission for Zead)
He gasped and moaned as the thick horse pole kept slamming into his prostate, filling his ass so nicely.
Horse Weed
The tip had become even broader and flatter than before, and the shaft now had finger sized veins crisscrossing the massive pole.
Working Bears, Part 3 - To Protect and Serve
He watched the other bears who took to the pole ahead of them, admiring their bodies as they twirled and gyrated round the pole on stage and appreciating their skill. he hoped he could measure up.
Roys new trainer
Roy howled grinding his teeth sweat dripping across his body he dug his claws into the pole scratching as he dragged his paws down.