Roommates 6: Awkward Study
Terry's mousy face poked out from over the pouncer's shoulder as she glanced at me again. "sem?" i gave a weak smile. "hi." "yeah... morti, you kinda need to get off sem. prof said he won't be coming, so start without him. let's go."
The Slavemaster of Skate City and the Little Thief
"you want this bad, mousie. anybody can see it - you were meant to be a willing slave. i'm just gonna give you what you need." terry tried to protest, to do something that would prove the fox wrong.
Chapter 15: Campaign
Anything for our little mousie." the others nodded in agreement. ears and nose bright pink, cynthia looked away as she straightened her whiskers. "thanks everybody," she squeaked embarrassedly.
Submission of a Plainsman: Ch. 5
You got balls mousy, i'll give you that. you're certainly attached to your home." _and my wife and kids_, the mouse thought to himself.
Right Place, Wrong Man
The color of her fur changed to chocolate while her small mousy muzzle as well as her breasts and hands changed to rustic. from out of nowhere a yellow bikini materialized covering her treasures.
From Thief to Toy
Get ready, mousy. i'm going to shove it in now. relax and just let it happen," the hare warned him. nez reflexively took a deep breath, filling his lungs to the brim while he still could.
Watching One's Weight (Roughish, Snuff/Vore)
Some naga on mousie loving, you know how that goes. lil' bit of constriction, little bit of nibbling ^.~ and an f/f story, gasp! watching one's weight "ah, hello again gabrielle, care for another chubby rat this fine day?"
Turning the tables Version 2
And anton the little mousy bitch was a real flaming faggot. even since the mouse had heard kurrgurr talking about his dislike of gays. nude locker room pictures of the big black wolf with a hard on, suddenly began being plastered all over the internet.
The Kiss
He a mousy looking fellow... which made a certian amount of sense, given that he was one. his diminutive size and slight build only served to accentuate his natural shyness.
When I Fall
Chris rolled the jeans on his forearm and scratched his chin for a moment, looking up at the helpless, wet mousie hanging above him. "i think you're just going to have to let go, tommy. i can't see how else you're going to get down."
A Rat's Ass
He only said some nonsense about a wench with a cute mousy face." "bring him here at once, he has some explaining to do."
Chapter Twelve - Drunken Betrayal
Silly little mousie, you jumped too high! "hey!" umbreon shouted as he pushed me over. "your mate is acting funny. she's eating the empty cans now." "ugh."