I Took One Wrong Turn
He could feel the other male's muscles tense, a feral grin spreading across his face as he continued to grind and tease his body.
Two for the Night
He was a larger male, muscular and husky in figure with tattoos that encompassed his arms and upper back, showing lengths of chains, various symbols, and iconic figures such as dragons and spider webs.
A Friendly Wager
He shivered, still pulling at the collar even as his arms shrank slender, his draconic male muscle melting away. "i'm not a--" tanta whimpered in a very unmasculine manner when he felt something pull instead of push on his body between his legs.
Out of Time
She tried to pull away with a bark, but the male's strong hands held firmly. tess felt the cold metal hold her paws together, only giving her inches of movement. "please..!" she barked as he moved her back towards the car. "n-no i can't. no!"
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book VIII Chapter 31
She quickly came to one conclusion, as an expert in fear magic and its consequences there was only one thing that could happen here, something that was also proven by the stern flex of the male's muscles. he's going to run.
Taur On Tap [Commission]
Immediately the response bounced through the much larger male, strong enough that he heard the huff of breath issuing out from his upper body.
Seeing Spots
The flesh underneath expanded to match, pulling more of the former male's muscle away; the small mounds steadily ballooning outwards, from a small b cup to a nice paw filling c.
Dark Moon Alley
It was a wolf, rougly taking a young pony, pitch black fur blured into the night as the pony was on her back, legs up in the air over the males strong shoudlers. the hood of the car began to squeak as his pre and her own necter driped down her ass.
Snowed In
The dragon gave another happy bark, wiggling his butt a bit as he pressed against the sergal, rubbing his body along the male's muscular legs. rellen chuckled, reaching down to scratch behind the drake's earfins.
The Mage's Incubus: Virgin Desires
Lyiko stiffened, arching gently upward as his breath hitched into a whine, feeling the horned male's strong paw cup his furred sac, squeezing gently.
Purgatory - Prologue
Originally, he thought her to be a boy - muscled and small breasted as she was - but when she spoke she had a soft, feminine voice. it confused him. "hey," she said as she stepped into the arena, waving and bowing her head. "uh, hi."
Morph-O-Mootic
James moaned out a moo, shuddering and feeling her body wobble as it softened as a whole, the last of her male muscle dwindling away in favor of a gentle layer of fat.