The drive by vore crime wave
The weasels had just shown up and one devoured him whole. he whimpered but he couldn't struggle out. #vore #story #furry #dog #weasel
Helfer's Busy Day Chapter 9
His grin remained fixed, a casual, confident leer that surveyed the two weasels below him.
The voyage chapter 6
#6 of the voyage the voyage chapter 6 by shetland and raven fox: william is defending the weasels from the rats. joan is on the weasel's planet with a rat pilot trying to get to the minks home world.
Chapter 5B - Promises
He planted a hard kick right to the weasel's chest and duke flew backwards, landing behind a nearby metal dumpster. justin cracked his knuckles and stomped after him.
Redwall: Badrang's Test
Badrang snarled from the sensation of the weasel's lips pleasuring his cock. there was no teeth scraping with hisk.
Meeting the Parents
The three weasels stopped mid-argument and looked at him, surprised. “guess we didn’t clear this up enough earlier. i’m a predator,” he said, pointing a talon at himself. “and weasels are prey, at least to people my size.”
Zootopia: Dirty Hairy part 1
The poor weasel's eyes turned white and he crashed to the floor with a well forming pool of liquid flowing out from his passed out carcass. "boo boo?" fritz asked calmly. "please tell me you did not wet yourself?"
Operation: Flying Fox (A L.O.K. Fanfic)
As soon as kye was freed, he let loose a flurry of flaming punches and kicks to keep the weasels on their toes.
The Winter Coat
The prince hardly seemed to notice the shift in weight as he lifted zeth's entire body up and down against him, muscles coiling against the weasel's body, like steel sheathed in velvet.
I Are Dating
Baboon asks, pressing the tip against weasel's anus. "y-yes!" he gasps. baboon slowly pushes his length into weasel's asshole. his thick, red, pulsating shaft slowly becomes sunken in weasel's small, virgin hole.
The Champion, Chapter 2 - Underground King
And judging by the look on the weasel's face, he'd succeeded.
Zakcat's Ambush
He moved his paws and undid the weasel's pants, stripping them down and draping them on helpless tendril-bound ankles.