Bada-Ping, Bada-Boom
Ping glanced away, her ears flattening. "no..." she said, slowly. bingo nodded. "good." lucky could hardly believe how much infighting there was.
Fallout 4: Alpha Meat
I squealed, yelped, and then howled as my alpha drilled me and my nose stretched forward several inches, nose flattening and turning black. i was turning into a mongrel!
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Seventy Seven
Revaramek grimaced, flattening back his ears. the cold dread coiled inside him still left his paws half-numb. wherever this was leading, he wished they'd just get there already.
Hopeless Liberation chapter 11
Orin blinked and flattened his hands against his armored legs. "i..."
I'm With the Hockey Hunk
I saw his ears flatten briefly when my seven plus inches of cock slipped balls deep into his dobie butt, but did not hear any further complaints.
Orb Adore
When i relaxed, my balls pulls up, though they were still easily big enough to flatten against the floor at the bottom.
Pledged in Blood Part Four - Preview
Lir scowled, flattened her ears, and shook her head. she looked away. “i can hold _way_ more than that.” ayrah led us through the depot’s tree-lined courtyard.
Psi's New Otterbed: Freebies Vol. 54: Chemicality Edition!
Both paws went to the otter's hips, dragging him back as the huge, fat tip flattened against the clenching rump. "just... relax..." psi panted. "easy for you to say!" miles wailed.
Breeders Get Bred - Commission
Faun flattened his free ear, the other remaining raised in xav's grasp. "what are you... you didn't!" xavier chuckled heartily. "of course i did. you think a gryph potent enough to mate a breeder bird like you wouldn't knock you up?"
A Contractually Obligated Christmas
The coyote growled, flattening his ears. “well, i'm not going to use my _real_ name in one of these stories." “whatever you say, scrooge mcduck." the lynx handed him his id back.
Winning the Lottery
The inanimator's needle extracted itself from my body as i fell, and the flattener arm moved in to do its work.
In the Heat of the Jungle (Commission)
"y-yes, hunt master cyrus," i stammered, flattening my ears to try and imitate the rest of the hunting patrol.