Nighthowler 2, Ep. 10
Good submissive bunnies like to get fucked. Bright bursts of colour shimmer in Nighthowler's eyes, reflected from the serpent's hypnotic stare. Fog clouds every thought but one, repeated over and over; submit, submit, submit. The quiet voice of...
Short: Nadine
His equine cock jerked from base to tip, the flat head flaring further as it painted a streak of pearlescent precum across the black scales of her slender muzzle. Nadine grinned and slowly licked her slick purple tongue across her lips, the forks at...
Nighthowler 2, Ep. 9
Cerulean coils loop between Nighthowler's legs and wrap tightly around her waist and chest, fully ensnaring the helpless heroine. She doesn't resist. Hard scales rub back and forth against her needy pussy, spreading her slick folds, grinding...
Nighthowler 2, Ep. 8
There's nothing wrong. Nighthowler's knees hit the carpet of damp leaves with a soft thump. By the time she realised what was going on, it was too late; the voice of resistance in the back of her mind was nothing more than a fading whisper....
Nighthowler 2, Ep. 7
Nighthowler tugs at the neck of her catsuit. Why is it so _hot?_The tight black leather clings uncomfortably to her body, making every movement a struggle. It chafes against her body, rubs her most sensitive parts in uncomfortable ways. So...
Nighthowler 2, Ep. 6
_Something_ is there in the jungle and it's getting _closer._Nighthowler's fur prickles, her heart pounds, and her throat becomes tight. Instinct tries to pull her back but curiosity keeps her firmly rooted to the spot. This is no time to get get...
Nighthowler 2, Ep. 5
At first, it could have been the wind or rain; tall ferns quietly rustling against mossy rocks and tree trunks, slowly swaying and shifting aside. The more Nighthowler focused, the more she could _hear._Damp leaves crinkling on moist soil, as if...
Nighthowler 2, Ep. 4
"_Seriously?_" Nighthowler scowls at her map, barely able to make heads or tails of it. Rainwater had streaked the crude hand-drawn markings, blending lines and letters into illegible smudges. She was starting to think the weasel that sold it to...
Nighthowler 2, Ep. 3
Nighthowler quietly slips away from the streets of the Rainforest District. She finds disused maintenance staircase, green paint peeling off the handrail to reveal rusted metal beneath. Every step makes the wet steel creak beneath her feet. But it's...
Nighthowler 2, Ep. 2
Moonlight filters through the dense jungle canopy, catching the thin mist that laced the cool air. Artificial rain drums rhythmically against the broad leaves of tropical plants, spilling down into the rivers and wetlands beneath the Rainforest...
Nighthowler 2, Ep. 1
The shower door slides open, a warm humid haze spilling out onto the tile floor. Judy Hopps steps out, grabbing a small towel and rubbing it through her damp fur before she can start to drip. She takes a deep, satisfied, breath. Nothing better than a...
CYOA: Nighthowler [17]
Nighthowler shivers. Her left leg kicks, an errant jolt of pleasure leaping down the limb, spreading her toes apart. Exhausted, she can barely move. A warm trickle of cum oozes from her stretched hole, spilling over her broken barrier and down the...