The Tail Clock
He fumbled for a descriptor and jumbled his forepaws in a manner he knew could be disarming, cute. "this! when you do all of this!" he finished with fluid bravado. "what? quizzing?
Qest Primal - Chapter 30: Radiant Light
He was, for lack of a better descriptor, substantially weaker looking than the muscular woman of the same species; actually, there were certainly a lot of better descriptors than that, but that was the first thing that popped into brook's head.
Ren, the History Major Fox in the Future
The prompts for this story were name: ren species: fox descriptor: university student, history major setting: university colony on a peaceful planet in a peaceful part of the galaxy ren, the history major fox in the future by finn panther sure, some
Tribes Culture Descriptions
See title tribes culture descriptors vulfan (wolves) the reason they raid the humans annually is to cull the weaker members of their tribes in an honorable way, they know they'll lose vast amounts of men and to them it keeps the population
Day 2) Admiration
Compact, comforting, soft, a few descriptors that accurately and aptly fit the internal insides that squished down on oz's form gently. kneading affectionately into his pudgy upper gut, velvet sighed happily and nuzzled into his upper gut.
A Deep, Feminine Kiss
Maybe he should add "head in the clouds" as another descriptor of his, because when a story came to him he'd easily get lost. finn imagined the story that small seed of belief might bring about.
Flash Pulp #15 Friends With Benefits
The best descriptor for him was thick. for a fox he was remarkably heavy set and he had never been really pressed to change it. his wide hips cushioned each blow well while his thick legs glistened with the precum oozing out of his hole with each thrust.
Quality Control
descriptors are hard without gravity inside a plain sphere without reference points. fae grabbed the wall near her and rolled about in the air until her butt pointed at raph. "take me, kitty." "with pleasure." he gently launched himself across the room.
A Failed Duty - Epilogue: 1st Letter - Read me first
I do not know if my father had a family before my brothers (i am using the male descriptor, though at that time the concept of multiple sexes did not exist).
Hands Free
"pudgy rabbit" might've come to mind if one was feeling charitable; i was getting _really_ round though and "fatass" might have been a better descriptor lately. i squeezed my fat ass into my chair, turned on the computer, and got logged in.
The Breegull Boat Part 3: Not familiar, is it?
Now, he'd certainly cry for help and get it, if he didn't rush to his boss with the worst descriptor he could muscle out. "sir, sir!" he uttered to the night captain, who stood at the tip of the bridge's balcony, armed with binoculars.
SUCCU.BU$ V1
Zipping back up and sitting straight in his chair again, lurigo sighed and frowned as he quickly scanned through the red-tinted alert window and saw an all-too-familiar report code and colourful descriptor. "oh jeeze, not you again..."