The Ties that Bind
He replaced the tip at his last virginal entrance, before slipping just the pen tip in, then back out, and repeating.
Slime Farming
His eyes were on the pen. almost the first pen he had prepared for this slime, for the progenitor of all the other slimes. compared to them, that one was also the biggest and had almost entirely overtaken its pen.
The Grass Isn't Always Greener
Her mouth watered as the woman swung the door to the pen stall open, ushering zero into the metal cage. the doctor followed her into the pen, attaching the leash to a metal hook in the pen so that zero was facing the male.
Christmas Future
pen growls a little while mr. pen thinks to himself. "i'll call around and see if anyone has turned him in. maybe we can find him and get him here.
Commish: A Surprise Transformation (chapter 3)
Rikes frowned - and threw the sheets to one side to march straight to the telephone where she kept a notepad and pen. snatching them up she went back to bed.
Playing With Magic Ch1
After letting her finish her treat, he went and got the pen. laughing, he balanced it on vye's nose. the fox pokemon giggled, almost dropping the pen, but managed to contain herself and focus.
Ranch Rounds ch.3 - Rapidash and Ponyta's
Syn wandered from pen to pen, watching each of the new mothers and making sure each set had enough food and water in their pen.
Between an Ott and a Hard Place
She calls, flipping the pen over to aim the smooth end towards jon., grinning wide. jon yelps at the touch of the pen, feeling that hard plastic push past his clenching hole, "s-stop!" he shouts.
Prey of Choice
Arty drew a hell of a crowd this afternoon, and we got all the smaller pens cleaned out. only things i have left to do is draining and refilling the pond in the wolf pen, and feeding arty."
Life of the Party (Commission for Vasmeth)
Vasmeth gave a bashful laugh, looking around until he saw a pen on the table. he scooped up the pen and held it up. yeah, it should do fine. "here, watch this," vasmeth said, pushing the tip of the pen against his engorged urethra.
The Dancing Slave Pt3
She saw him in her restless dreams, in the dark corners of the slave pens.
Hypnoaddicts Anonymous (Part I)
The lion smiled again, grabbing the dye pen from his pocket.