The Games We Play
He laughed, "i've got plenty of clothes left, pooch, i'll make you eat those words!"
Full Moon
Moreso that he had to lean forward a little to see his entire crotch, his stomach slightly pooched out and his six inch shaft a bit reddened as if he'd been enjoying his own company all day instead of his usual thrice-daily regimen. what was going on?
New York Nights
"sssilly pooch. i'm wondering though, what isss your relation with my sssissster?" starting to blush, ed responded, "jus-just friends, why do you ask?"
Warm Up 052 BosAnderFeralHookup
He flashed a toothy grin down at the pooch, before looking back to the door as he heard footsteps approaching, joined with a muffled bark from the other side that made his pet, gamma, perk his flopped-over ears. the door opened.
The Housepet Games
Glowering at the pesky pooch, grape reluctantly stopped her feathery assault on his face and stood up. "now can we play pretend?" peanut asked, his tail wagging. grape growled in annoyance and rolled her eyes, "oh, fine!
A Week's Worth of Growth, Chapter One
"that little pooch belly says otherwise, _feller._ i don't think so."
Part 2: Caught and trained. - The next day her pup wanted a piece of her...
She beckoned her 3 year old pooch upstairs with her. upon entering the room, she went to the linen closed and opened it, retrieving fresh new sheets upon her bed.
Master Steele Chapter Seven: Balto goes to the dogs
You'll be this way forever, just a mindless pooch obeying his master's commands, eating from a bowl, and sleeping on a doggy bed. how does that sound?" balto barked his approval, walked over to his new master, and began licking steele's hand. "good dog."
Olivia.
The pooch exhaled, breathing hard. i pulled back, eyes watering. dog breath and salty, vinegary fish weren’t exactly a great combo, crush aside.
Hart and Soul Acceptance
“you dirty dog, you screwed your pooch, didn’t you!” hartley flushed dark and looked away. “m-more like the pooch screwed me,” he murmured. mike cackled like a witch and poked the screen. “hey, i didn’t mean to let him!”
Closing time
This didn't last long though, she knew him well enough to know he meant nothing by it, besides the fat pooch wasn't her type, a real softy at heart.
Increasing your Gamer Score
The poor pooch let off a soft grunt as his cock jerked beneath her paw, renewing the slick coating of precum. it was ridiculous how good she was at it, or perhaps it was just that easy to distract him...