Bear8 - A tale of a Royal Bruin Family
erp!" a hand patted his nuts. "except those..." the frown was replaced by a sad smile. 'bye, my liege... and tell iuy not to get fat. i may just return to tickle his... chin.' the king chuckled, then gripped the strange paw.
The Super Cruise
"oh," she quipped knowingly, the confident light of her superior bulk shining in her green eyes, one of the very few parts of her body that remained unaltered, "what's up... erp... small fry?"
Queen to Be Thicc_ Second Draft
Belynda felt like she had hash browned potatoes sitting on the back of her tongue as she struggled to speak, "e-every dragon alive would... would be wise to, erp, f-follow your example..."
The Third Circle: Vision
And all the while the plates of food appeared and were taken away until patrick was thoroughly glutted and struggling to finish the last of a large chocolate eclair with vanilla ice cream meant for a party of three to five. "...and this isn't helping... erp
Book One: Die For My Sin *DEPRECIATED*
That feels so good... erp. he has my sheath in his paw, and that... feels... god i want to look away, that feels so amazing. he pats it, and then digs into my thighs. ow! ow!
The Ominous Omnibus - Story Commission
"erp," he chirped, struggling to escape but not wanting it to seem like he was struggling. "here, let me... help you up... er... please?"
Hustling Through the Dark - the full novel
"erp." "excuse-toi?" "welp... the bad news is that it's going to take me a long, long time to pay that all back. the good news is that there's... some kind of secondary market going on?