An Acquired Taste
Though not the first, your fate won't be the last soul shared by many others who remained in fazbear entertainment's establishments, yet the first to experience chica's newly acquired taste...
A Taste of the Wild
Jarzyl moved forward in a low crouch, keeping her belly barely above the ground and holding her wings tightly furled against her back. "Sneak, sneak, sneak, sneak, sneak..." murmured the young dragon. Every movement she made was careful, calculated,...
Taste of Baker
I tasted chunks of my own sweet cake filling on her tongue, and she had a taste of my tongue as well, tearing it right out of my mouth and filling the space with more of my oozy center.
Boarish Taste
Shiroinami readied himself at the side of a river to catch and sell some more prize fish. He is a Kappa, so his green skin blends in with the brush at the river's side. His webbed digits were halfway between a turtle and human hands, so able to swim...
A Taste Of Gazelle
Gazelle takes a cookie and takes a bite, savering the taste. time begins to tick back as we talk, laughing at each other's jokes, telling each other about our lives.
Tasting The Waves
All the more eager for a taste at this explanation, cowabunga accepted the glass from her and took his first sip.
Tasteful Censorship
So everyone in the main group had to do a few poses but with tasteful censorship for everyone, and it's now a fact that everyone has seen each other naked at one point.
The first taste
"it...it tastes so..." tawyr's shuddering words intertwined with his desperate slurps, "can't...stop..." "you have to!" asharya wrapped the slender tip of her tail around his throat, yanking him back.
A Taste of Nature
This story contains vast amounts of kinky heterosexual sex. Do not read if you are under the legal age (Yeah right, like anyone is going to listen). The author asks that the story is not reposted on ANY other website. Saving it to a personal computer...
Expensive Tastes
He suckled at the head lightly at first, tasting the precum, his form all but impressive, but still satisfying to the wolf.
A Taste of Seed
He inhaled, then poked his tongue out, getting a taste of that delightful fertile fragrance. the seed was sweeter than he expected, a true delight to his hungry maw.
The Taste of Freedom
The sweet taste of existence. the unctuousness of sharing.