A Spare in the Trunk: Part XVI
His old, high-school football helmet slipped around his head, the strap long since MIA. The flimsy cardboard bracers duct taped around his arms were already peeling off and taking his hair with them. He didn't remember buying any gardening gloves,...
A Spare in the Trunk: Part XIII
He glanced at the bags in the trunk, sitting next to a set of boxes that had come for him today at work. "what 4 dinner? :):):):)" he rolled his eyes and tapped out a response. "chicken."
A Spare in the Trunk: Part XII
#12 of a spare in the trunk allison and lys finally meet. worlds (and rears) collide. or at least jack gets a shock in the end.
A Spare in the Trunk: Coffee Break
Jack zipped up his coat around his sweater. The gray, wet world outside was a far cry from the sunny day he’d missed yesterday. If he were going to call in sick he should have done it then. The tiniest knife cut into his toe with each step he took. An...
A Spare in the Trunk: Part XVII
Running water and clattering dishes echoed from the kitchen, broken up by the occasional laugh. Cheap wooden half-walls boxed in the booths, but gave no real privacy. Safe and conservative tans wallpaper accented the equally boring brown seats. The...
A Spare in the Trunk: Meeting Mother
Lys was on the floor, yelling and bracing the blue kobold with her claws. Jack’s hand stung. A few thin, red streaks shined in the light where the mug fragments had cut him. The handle fell out of his shaky hand. His favorite mug, smashed to bits. He...
A Spare in the Trunk: Mug Break
Yesterday’s rain had become today’s drizzle, and the slight cold had turned to bitter chill. The dull, gray afternoon wanted to sap all the remaining life out of the world; it was doing a fine job. It felt more like winter than autumn. It didn’t help...
A Spare in the Trunk: Part XIX
Jack opened the door, the early evening air forced its way in on a breeze, carrying the smell of autumn with it. He found himself beset by a vampire, an animatronic bear, and a nervous looking Spongebob with mom and dad heading up the rear, providing...
1. Anna gets trunked
Casually, tina lowered her trunk down to anna's now fired up genitals and inhaled deeply. inhaling the scent of this mare's drenched pussy deeply into her trunk.
Missing trunks, Self discovery.
There was no cause for worry, however, as booker only handed him his trunks and said cheerfully: "that happened to me once, got my trunks caught on a branch. 'course, it hurt pretty bad when that branch poked my butt."
A Spare in the Trunk: Part XVIII
“Yeah, mmmhmm.” “Yeah.” “I’m looking forward to it.” Jack nodded to himself and took a sip from his coffee with his free hand, shuffling side to side waiting for his turn to talk. The living room glowed a pleasant shade of gold making him forget how...
A Spare in the Trunk: Catching Up
The fridge closed with a soft hiss, cool air brushing her scaly arms. The reflection of a green kobold holding a coffee mug caught Lys's eye; the morning sunlight gave her white horns a glow, and she smiled back. Taking a sip for good measure, the...