The Satyr Sauna
Tiny beads of blood appeared as uly's horns burst forth from his head, the nubs of a faun... but having sired his first satyr, riley's horns grew longer, curving back along the top of his head. he shuddered, feeling even more powerful.
Creation Of The Species
He had no desire to stand shoulder to shoulder with the elves, nor did he want to deal with the few fauns that had come to the market with their reeking goat musk and loud ways.
Tales from the Foxhole-Chapter 4
"i'm just the brawn who keeps naughty little fauns like you out," jericho winked as he pulled adam into his bedroom and shut the door behind them.
Chapter 2. Pinkie Pie Party
She had teal colored eyes, they were soft and kind, the kind of eyes you could just look at and faun over for days. her mane was beautiful and flowing, it was as i said before, pink.
Blue Valley Underground - Part 04 - Nymph
He tapped his nose, still scraped by the faun mother. evan and glen rushed at the elves and held them tight. the elves squirmed and groaned in pain as their fae skin was pressed against the soldiers' iron armor.
Satyr Sleepover
He deep throated ryder suddenly, taking the cock all the way down until his faun face was squished into the human's groin, begging for the bountiful seed locked away; finally, however, the human realized that what was happening to him - and especially to his
Satyrday Farms 1
Adamo moaned in delight, gazing at the faun he was siring. the black hair on juan's legs got longer, thicker, curling into wooly fur.
Burden of Penalty | Chapter 8 - Lessons Learned
“well we know aria can’t stay here and we can’t spend the rest of our lives as fauns, so we might as well go see zână and see what happens.” i squeezed her hands reassuringly.
The Secret of Hoyt's Farm : Chapter 1
The one that spoke was a lovely spotted faun colored reddish-gold, the only one sporting those colors, "you owe me five bucks, cb." "a girl can dream, can't she?" came the reply with a laugh.
What Is To Belong
"give him a faun's ears!" the court rang out with suggestions. i laughed a little at them, arethusa gave me a pat on the head. the heirarch made a motion and the room went silent. one of the fey stood. "speak!" "i cinnia of sunshire speak.
Pathfinding: An Adult Choose Your Own Adventure, Fifth Entry
Faeries, unicorns, centaurs, fauns, satyrs, nymphs, dryads...all of these and more might be willing to help out with some incentive, especially since the warlord does threaten their idyllic lives.
Path of our Fate...Story version...
The large grey vulpine growled and mumbled in his heavy, masculine voice of his displeasure at being roused as his jaws were a hair's breath away from the scruff of a tender young faun.