By the light... Chapter 13 The storms break!
The alpha's hut is yours for the taking in a few years, even with your stumps now, and you know it... especially if gregor gets killed in the next moon's fighting." "i could be killed just as easily...
Serpents and Supers
The chief, police chief gregors, harrumphed. "she's a super powered individual." he said. "right now we need all we can get, and she's the only one who has shown any co-operation out of all of these villains."
Edward and Claude 1
Jock mac gregor. jock is a red maned lion. he'd been a marine for a long time, and he's got a rock hard body. dad's always hot for him, (my dad, the horndog) jock's a hot lion and a bottom. jock's build is similar to mine, but he's much buffer than i am.
Rough Start 2
"i'm caleb mac gregor, and the big polar bear is me mate, ben cranshaw" he says softly. the tiger sobs a bit more. "i'm tony dimarco" the tiger says trying to stop crying. "are you pregnant too?" tony asks. "i am, a bit over three months, are you too?"
Gator Bait Part 1
A guy i've been with before is here, a big highland bull, angus mac gregor, a red furred bull with red hair and beard and a huge bull dick. angus is scots born and he's really sexy and a great lover. he likes me, but we couldn't bond.
Bearing up to it Part 6
Angus mac gregor and his mate, my best friend nigel, and miguel montoya and his mate mike" i say. "damn, angus and miguel" clay says. "i've lusted after those two bulls for so long" clay says. "and my dad" i say softly. "is he a hot grizzly like you?"
Claude's Jebediah Part 1
Jock mac gregor and they are open bonded but are on their first few days together. and they want to spend that time alone together. i'm happy for ed, he's a great palomino. and he'll keep his jock very happy. ed will still fuck me.
Human Bitches Chapter Twelve: Fresh Sausage
Natural result of overpopulation, i guess, but you'd have to ask a historian for all the skinny...maybe huey, or gregor if you need answers faster, and aren't too bothered with hearing the facts _exactly_ right...oh, and don't tell the big tiggy i said
Workin' like a dog
I don't remember what i dreamt about, only that as dawn shoved its insistent nose into my hotel room i recalled the opening lines of a novel i'd read in high school: _as gregor samsa awoke from uneasy dreams one morning, he found himself transformed in his
Blessed Curses
Vision in his left eye was somewhat blurred but he managed to identify them as male, also a morgan, named gregor. eyeing the beast unaware the pupil of his left eye was stretching to a horizontal oval shape. not too dissimilar from the stallion's own.
The Island
I saw framed oil paintings of charles darwin, archimedes, gregor mendel, and the greek god prometheus. the stained tropical hardwood floor was softened by a persian rug.
Black Oath
gregor and alphonse have been missing for weeks, and..." "and we're out of fucking supplies!" quartermaster declan shouted, throwing his heavy hands upon the table with enough force to shake it.