Going Up, Going Down
"Thanks for coming to get me. These eye exams are always such a bitch." Cody smiled affably. It was hard to see around his trunk. "Just surprises me, is all. You could find a dick blindfolded. What do you need new contacts for?" The giraffe nudged...
Possum Cats
It was another rustic summer day, the sweltering heat was in full swing. Yet, two cats decided to begin some evening escapades as they walked down the steps of the historical subway system. A short female black tabby with ample amounts of curves...
The King's Pup
**The King's Pup** _By: Ash Cinder_ _Featuring: Garoh and Strannik_ It had been a month since my father's kingdom had been conquered by King Garoh. My father and I were now two of...
Pierro's Space Escapades p.2
Pierro awoke the next morning to Caeso, still asleep next to him. He gave the white feathered crow a gentle caress on the arm before slipping his legs over the side of the bed and standing. Grabbing a fresh pair of boxer briefs, a simple black and blue...
The Dancing Slave Pt4
"all of those people, all of us dogs and wolves and whoever else is with them, will watch you get bent over, and split like a whore to whelp a canine bastard and breed your race out of existence.
The Dancing Slave Pt3
He took her fifteen times in the first three days of their dance lessons, leaving Shadi sore, swollen, and leaking trickles of white down the insides of her thighs each time. It never got easier, each time he forced himself upon her as his role...
The Dancing Slave Pt2
Shadi winced as she slowly sank into the waist-deep pool of spring water, running her fingers through the tendrils of steam that bubbled from the surface. The tan furred lioness was entirely nude save for the thick gold slave collar around her neck...
The Dancing Slave
The soft, lofty notes of the violin rang in Shadi's large, fennec like ears, the tufts atop their tips jingling with ornamental charms and beads as she twisted gracefully on her toes, her face furrowed in concentration as she tried to remember the...
Lay'r of the Incuwine
Like leaning across a table to reach the bowl of candy at the middle, she bent over the cheek as she outstretched her hands.
Cushy Sit-Down Job
It wasn't often that George Maxwell allowed himself a cigar. He didn't much care for the taste of them, and certainly not for the stench they left in his office, clinging to the upholstery and his tweed longer than any sweaty musk he could hope to put...
An Educational Experience
She had spent nights bent over in the middle of her kitchen while she tried to cook dinner, pounding a dildo in her needy pussy and imagined it was the canine fucking her from behind, others where she imagined being pushed onto her knees and getting a face
Good Order And Discipline
But she otherwise ignored his comment and moved to the pantry, studiously searching for the instant coffee as she bent over. the skirt was short enough, that she was certain she was giving him a good view.