Wayne and Mary (M/F)
The sheep-anthro, whom wayne had always seen as more a lamb than an ewe smiled at him and licked her powerful lips a feral, lusty gleam in her eyes. without a word the ewe stepped towards wayne, her painted hooves clicking on the tile floor.
A Chance to Move On
The last day of practice before her real weekend, a chance to detox and destress, a chance to get a certain sheep out of her head. stupid as it was, she needed it. not that her coworkers really wanted to let her forget it.
A Quiet Breakfast
The little white ewe would be the death of her at this rate. she simply had to know.
Last Chance Romance
The ewe repeated again, voice droning, exhausted. the winter chill bit at any exposed flesh, and with the ragged clothes the homeless ewe wore, grace couldn't help but have sympathy nip at her in the same way the cold did.
Ewe Gnawty Boy: Chuy's Mom
Chuy's Mom "5 'o clock! WAKE UP!" The beaver woman woke up when she heard the guard. "Inmate Rodriguez!" The woman glared at the prison guard, "I have a name, Connie!" The rottweiler guard shook her head then struck the bars. "Get up,...
Ewe Gnawty Boy: Father's Day
The ewe sighed as she sank down upon both of her rams at once. she moaned as their combined girth stretched her wider. chuy moaned and shot streams of his cum out as he saw the rams begin mating the ewe together.
Sheep-Dog, Ch 9 - The Many Eyes of Argus
#9 of sheep-dog prince argus needs someone who can keep their eyes open and see what others can't. sheep-dog chapter 9 - the many eyes of argus bobby's head was spinning.
Sheep-Dog, Ch 8 - ... Into the Fire
#8 of sheep-dog a blazing fire, a razor-sharp blade ... what could go wrong? sheep-dog chapter 8 - ... into the fire the wolves hooded their lanterns as they surrounded bobby and barbra and herded them toward the road.
The New Warden
"now listen up, sheep-bitch. i'm going to say this once, and only once. you have no chance. i know the laws, and i know the collies love their little rules. i know none of the sheep above them would authorize jack shit.
Drom 6: The last day.
He tensed up, ready to dive at the ewe, but he knew it was futile as she was a few paces away from him. he would never get to her before she pulled the trigger. there was a impotent click as she depressed the trigger.
Drom 3: Enter Adelaide.
Said another, looking after the naked ewe. adelaide went down the stairs, enjoying her freedom from apparel.
Sheep-Dog, Ch 2 - A Strange New World
Kneeling in front of him was a young ewe, barely more than a lamb, a shropshire from the white tuft of wool on her black head and her black hands.