Coming to Terms - Part 3
They were nothing special by what joel could tell. but even across the room he could see that they were huge. although hanna wasn't much taller than him now, her hips, thighs and rounded ass were expansive.
Coming to Terms - Part 2
Her breasts were more than his hands could wrap around and the curvature of her hips were..... his mind wandered as he unintentionally glanced lower and lower. "yeah...but...i normally can....control it.
Coming to Terms - Part 6
The straps of her bra were cutting off the circulation to her arms; the taut straps were badly submerged into the mix of red and brown fur coating her shoulders.
Spreading TF - Part 4 - Mates
She knew, at some level, that her hands and legs were a poor substitute for a real male's meat between her haunches. even if that male smelled...off. her female needs were just too strong.
Wild [Story, TF, F/M, Jaguar]
Several of the women were attractive and a few of the men were quite handsome. she loved her country and her village but she couldn't help the twinge of jealousy she felt from these travelers.
Coming to Terms - Part 5
Her thick labia were unwilling to let go of her digits as she extracted her soaked fingers from her immense flared snatch. it wasn't just her fingers that were soaked with her fluids.
Coming to Terms - Part 4
His hands were sweating and clammy as he fumbled with the garment. it should have been easy but his muscles felt like they were moving in slow motion.
Unlocking New Content - Part Two
A moment later, they were fucking.
A visit to the Tower of Changes
It was nice to be in a place where even genuine monsters were trusted, provided they were on their best behavior.
To Court the Fèidh - Prequel - Order of the Hart -
Such beasts were the bane of humanity, often preying upon them as playthings for their cruel and sadistic pleasures - then when they tired of them, they were food for the 'beasts' as they came to be known.
The Dream That Turned Real, Part 2.5
"horny would be the word, and yes you were." "wow." "um, ry?" "yea, kraig?" "shouldn't we bathe now? i'm starting to feel sticky."
Stiff Nightmare
Filled his head and were promptly banished. a finger pressed against his lips and words were whispered into his ear barely above the threshold of hearing, the voice one of a distant memory his sleep addled brain could not yet recollect.