Wine Coolers, Chapter 1
Her legs were swaddled around his hips. idly, he stroked the pads of his fingers down the arch of her long foot, smirking as it started to thump. "oh yeah?" "you think you're my first fox?" "yes."
The Safeword is 'Papa' (ch.2)
Instead, he layed us down together on the bottom bunk, my cheek nestled in his chest fur, his arm swaddled around me. i remember thinking how i wanted to stay like that forever. listening to the rise and fall of his chest.
Chapter 1 - In Soviet Russia...
Mile gently picked up the swaddled bundle into his arms and gently began rocking. he moved parts of the blanket away to see the kit's face as he quiets down, and slowly slipping back to sleep.
Another Late Night
Thoughts fogged with little more than the dirty heat swaddling his hips and the urgent straining of his erection against his sopping trainers the kangaroo clutched his dripping pillow to his crotch, breath coming his harsh, desperate little
A Steamy Day at Hortonville High
This is why i'm optimus prime," he grinned at her, swaddling the bench beside her. "see, prime is short for pi, which is a number close too two." "oh optimus, please, take me now!!!!"
Too Big To Fit
All this one is is a taste of life as a growing slob, going from being just an overweight pig of a wolf to one that can't even feed himself his arms are so swaddled with lard. enjoy!
Creatures [Feral TF]
She leaned on her side and placed the swaddled babies against her, giving them pets as they whined. she looked out into the night to see the wolf waiting outside the entrance, unable to enter.
The Safeword is 'Papa' (ch.6)
His arm swaddled me, holding me close. he chuckled. "yeah... guess we have been here for a while." i nodded into his chest. "feel like catching a movie? or... we could maybe go sit in the park. let you grab some fresh air."
The Yiff-A-Cub Club (part 2)
The boy's shorts were pulled completely off - they lay crumpled on the ground somewhere nearby - and his tightie whities were bunched up and swaddled around one leg.
The dream crossed twilight between birth and dying.
* * * epilogue: a month later, mary held the fawn in her arms, it's swaddling blankets keeping her warm as she laid their quietly.
Dragon Milk
A thick roll of fat swaddling her neck reduced her range of motion, though she saw more than enough to figure out what was happening.
Generous Prince Goldengrin
In her arms was a bundle, a young kit, swaddled tightly against the cold. her own marigold. a little dark-furred, sleepy critter.