Story - COMA's Project: Hellhound
It's directly connected to the entire system of the laboratory, so the brain can still remotely control the body from the console.
Hot and Fresh, Right to Your Door, Guaranteed
8:19 turned into 8:20, and kane fidgeted with the remote control to his tv some more. fuck, nothing good was even on tonight.
I Sold My Soul To Play The Blues, Ch. 3
The tv had no remote control, so i turned it on and used the old fashioned channel dial. there where only two tv stations, one playing a comedy with canned laughter and howls, and the other with a sports game that seemed like soccer.
It Came Through the TV
Another heavy **_tunk_** of gloria's fist against the screen drew roy's attention back from the remote control, but the sound wasn't what kept his focus.
Thieving furs union house
The driveway leading from the garage was made of dirt and led to a gate operated by a remote control. the inside of the house is more interesting. the first floor has a kitchen, a dining room, and a living room with hardwood floors.
HATSSSSS Chapter Nine
The man swiped the remote control out of her hand. “hey! easy! i was using that!" leo shut off the television. “how are you this damned inconsiderate? doesn't anything run through your head before you try it? anything? at all?"
Lucky Thunder
Thunderbolt pressed a button on the remote control with his paw. the screen went from black to the image of thunderbolt and the woman giving him head. lucky's question of how much was inside her mouth was answered immediatly.
Ty's Other Taur-iffic Adventure
Foxes sat in trees, chased little red remote-controlled cars, stared longingly at meat on the bone standing upright in random places, or peeked in and out from under the cabin!
Pleasuring his Mistress
User=312237&character=0&clevel=2) cheetahs](https://cheetahs.sofurry.com/ "cheetahs") **pleasuring his mistress** she found him sprawled on the sofa, an elegant smile plastered upon his face as he toyed with the buttons on the remote control.
Forcing Obedience: Part One
It could have slipped away, if the button on the remote control had been pressed, yet it was not for him.
Prologue: A pleasant (and cold) accident
A wolf pressed the stop button in a remote controller and emptied a glass with a transparent liquid, shaking his head, a wide grin in his face.
Broken by Her Heel
His fingers had barely brushed the remote control, however, before her wheedling, cajoling steps could be heard, an ominous clack-clack-tap-tap of a totter in heels that were, quite possibly, rather a bit too tall for her.