Dessert at the Mall
A jello bear meets a hefty badger with an appetite, and asks to see him eat. the result of the last twitter poll. the shopping mall is even quieter at night than during the day, but i don't mind it.
All My Life
You mean jello.\" \"...what?\" \"that\'s what i call it. jello! he explained, grinning. jarret raised eyebrows and smirked.
Turn of Event's
Standing there unable to do anything red began to feel his leg's turn into jello, how couldnt he.
Ebony work out
Vince noticed his boxers tenting, he covered it up and shrunk it with certain thoughts about truckers in jello and was ready to get close enough to the strange black furred feline. "never see you here before?"
A career change
He tried to fight it off, his eyes going wide as the alien prescene assaulted at his mental walls, pushing into them like a soft jello.
Fulfillment of an Unknown Kind
The alien looked almost like jello as it moved around with zero effort. i also noticed it could consume things, and choose to not consume things. i just realized as i write this that it could've eaten the aquarium it was currently inside.
Chapter 3: BDSM Elfs From Space
Every time the machine would "thrust" up her anus, a leather "seat" would slap up with it, spanking both her ass cheeks to jiggle like peach-colored jello.
Island Welcome Package
Or how the scorpions might have a sting that turned your legs to jello and caused the rest of your muscles to lock up. you fell on your back and lied there in a small clearing. the sun bore down and you felt bugs idly crawl over you.
Jello, and two who like it
Tales of Apartment 144B Disclaimer: This is a work of erotic fiction involving scenes of consensual homosexual sex, food fetish, and the furry fandom. Do not read if you are underage, a right wing conservative, or in any way shape or form...
Military Minionization
When he poked one, it gave almost like a bowl of jello, and he shook his head. “what the hell are these? some sorta fetish wear?” he picked one up, holding it in front of him. it was little more than a latex bodysuit, as far as he could tell.
Daddy's Little Holiday Party: Master
Carl asked half heartedly, handing over a jello shot he grabbed for jafari. his eyes lingered on everett leading samantha by the paw.
What comes goes
Like that of grainy jello. it continued to pour down his throat not stopping. who ever had set up the feeder had it adjusted so that stuff as it flowed out his gag reflex could handle it. had it came out a lot faster he might have drowned in the stuff.