Lion on the Loose
The roots of peter's hair darkened for the first time since he was born as pigment crept out along the hairs, changing it all streak by streak. some tiny voice inside peter was warning him to stop, to resist, but he couldn't.
It Was His Idea Part 2
Just a mild streak of it amidst the tender soreness of her body, and the memories of her sexual excess throughout the night. _that was just us. it was our thing.
One Man's Curse - Part Five
A moment later benjamin's head snapped back, and with a barking wail of ecstasy the collie somehow remained standing, though he shook like a leaf as he helplessly, deliriously began to streak and stain the inside of his diaper with cum.
Buchanan Boys 1-01
Ben hissed quietly, spotting the state of jason's cum-streaked face. jason giggled at his brother's foul-mouthed indiscretion, then wailed and struggled as ben frantically began wiping his face clean with a sheet. "blehhh! gerroff!"
NEW DENMATE
Stephan spun around and stared in utter surprise and glee at the lightly blue furred chakamil with red ears and yellow and red streaks through hir fur. "sunrise? is that you? ohh wow, how long has it been?"
Plan C
He had snow white hair that had icy blue streaks on the right side, and his fur's primary color was white which i could easily tell.
Just a Peek
White streaks of his pleasure looked like streaks of snow across his chest, some dripping downwards to trace his chiselled figure, and over his abs which looked like small hills across his physique.
Surviving Surprises
The side table seated beside the bed had a smeared finger print in dark red across the top, streaking onto the handle to the small drawer beneath. “anything in... here?"
Camping Trip (pt 2)
His mane was plastered to his head and neck, as if it were sweat-soaked, but rivulets of burnished gold were streaking down over his shoulders and neck, pulsing like new veins.
Acceptance
All he could feel were the black shadows swirling around his mind; the growing numbness as the tears fell once again, streaking down his face. what was wrong with him? he stood up and looked out of the window.
It's Just a Race!
Her heat was coming on _quick_...and though it was just a tiny streak, there was a shift in irving's expression when he noticed the excess moisture spilling toward the back of his maw. "mmm..._mmhm...
The Internship...
Scion teased, rolling his neck and dragging his tongue across the space between her breasts, a long streak of saliva matting her fur. she nodded her cum streaked muzzle, purring languidly. "maybe once or twice..."