Everybody Cowers At The Orc's Mighty Roar [Scat/WS]
-- [i]THE STORY SO FAR... After discovering that she had a mysterious tattoo on her butt, Stella sought out the services of the Reynolph Magic Academy to divine it and found out that the marking was a message from the gods! She could feel...
I Want to Watch You Fuck Your GF [Scat/WS]
-- [i]THE STORY SO FAR... It was nearly three weeks ago that a magical force took the small college town of Darwinton. In one particular neighborhood, all humans were turned into zoomans-- humanoid animals. Their pets were turned into zoomans...
No Wolf Eats This Bunny! [WS/Scat]
It was a cool night among town. The neon glow of various signs blocked out all the shine of the stars above. The blinking dots of a theater band and the twinkling red lights around a marijuana dispensary were the celestial blinks for that evening. ...
The Last Performance [Scat/WS]
She seemed ok, even if the explosion startled her so bad that she pissed her pants. wet streams went down her legs but the orca was more concerned about whatever just "attacked" them just now than what she had done in her pants.
Putting on a Show [WS]
Even beyond the pants' wetness, she could see that he had [i]something[/i] underneath. "ok," said hera. "take off your pants. [i]the whole thing.[/i]" nathen froze. expose himself to everyone? he couldn't.
Babies Need Milk [WS]
Darwin walked in her room and turned on the lights, Vivian following close behind with her hands in her pockets, long brown hair covering her face. Darwin, a tall, fat and busty owl professor, took the hand of Vivian-- the wolf girl who she chose to...
Wanna Get Fat? Start Binging! [WS/Scat]
Ava was on her bed, fork in one hand and fashion magazine in the other. As the rabbit dug into a slice of moist vanilla cake, her eyes went over the page. It was an article about retro fashions and Ava liked the look of the model's Victorian dress....
The Terror Army Arrives [WS/Scat]
The rabbit was a pants-wetting coward but if he was a soldier in the royal army, he had his whiskers pulled before. the general sighed, unsure what to do. he paced around the floor, occasionally glanced at halmesh to give him a startle.
A Go-In-Your-Pants Party [4] (WS/Scat)
Dawson turned to face eustice, looking down at his pants-- wet strands going down the legs. "i guess it's hypocritical to complain about my bed sheets scaring off chicks when my pants look like [i]this[/i]."
Party Boy
His panting, wet kisses made my muzzle tingle. a taste of cherries, i noticed....probably from the drinks he'd been chugging down at the club before we came back to his place to do what we did.
A short story...number.
The seat of his pants wet from the puddle that was placed in it. "geez lad, why don't you marry the wench already. she's loads of fun." "epsilon....just shut up."
Arcanine and Chili
Distracting me with a hot tongue, the arcanine kicked a single hindleg up and back, tearing off my underwear in what would have been a pant-wettingly horrifying movement. "s-shar!" i gasped from beneath her licks, "w-what are you doing!?"