Chapter VI: Things Change Again
The brown wren gulped down the deer chop that his anole friend had stolen, "why don't we have crap this good every night?" the anole laughed, "it's not every night the chief of our village gets hitched, bud." the wren sighed, "yeah..."
Romantic Purrsuits #2
Abigail was a stripper, and now the anole had gone and planted that seed in my thoughts of what the cat might have quietly thought of her now. "it's ok. not everyone wants to work that kind of job.
Ten Miles to Austin. Chapter 2.
With that, the anole lizard returned to the station. the storage room was cramped and dusty, but it would do for the night. true to eli's word, the door had a turn lock on the inside.
The Crimes, Misdemeanours and Seductions of Sal'yashe
He groped and fondled at the anole's green backside, seeing him squirm and wriggle, and stared at his slit. waiting for his cock to emerge. but it never did.
The Porn Note: Epilogue
A lion and an anole lizard walked up, arm in arm, and they waved at them from a distance. rashii gestured at them with her thumb over her shoulder, chuckling. "these guys want to treat us to lunch for some reason.
Chapter VII: The Devoted Husband
A small green anole lizard spoke in disbelief.
Thomas: Crisis of Faith
"hey daddy, ve vent on a mystical jourrney and ve learrned that ourr arrchaic beliefs werre wrrong and toulouse and berlioz ended up married to miguel barragan and anole rrespectively" said marie guiltily, "hope you'rre not mad."
Ten Miles to Austin. Chapter 4.
Ten Miles to Austin By Archangel Vulpine Chapter Four The short window allowed a sliver of orange sunlight into the room. Having rolled up and packed away his sleeping bag, Vincent stood before the door of the storage room....
Ten Miles to Austin. Chapter 3.
Ten Miles to Austin By Archangel Vulpine Chapter Three Vincent had settled into his sleeping bag but had yet to zip up the side. Staring at the ceiling, his thoughts circled around the lizard and his shortcut home. Without Eli to...
Ten Miles to Austin. Chapter 1.
Ten Miles to Austin By Archangel Vulpine Chapter One Vincent hadn't seen another living person in two weeks. He'd spent the better part of the day following the road, surrounded on either side by tall pine trees. As a maned wolf,...
Daemon Juice – Forget the Time, and Place Doesn’t Matter Either
Her blue eyes turned brilliant yellow and her face extended into that of a common lizard, some form of anole. it fitted her well, but the wolf couldn't help but think there was more he could do.
Blue's Night Out
"well, we do have grilled anoles," zara said. "strangely popular with the humans." blue looked at the menu. there it was, today's special: wild boar (both raw for mesozoicans and pan seared for humans). "i think i'll have the boar."