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...
Nighthowler 2, Ep. 15
_The pipe._ A steel pipe, turned orange with rust, four feet in diameter; plenty big enough for a rabbit. Shining her flashlight up into the darkness, didn't really give her much. It was dry, as much as anything could be in a sweltering rainforest...
Nighthowler 2, Ep. 14
Brushing aside grass and reeds, Nighthowler examines the canister. Old enough to have started to rust thanks to water and tropical heat, a layer of dirt and algae covering its corroded surface. There's nothing inside, save for a strange chemical tang...