The Life of Arga 1: The Old Masters
dirty feet from working the fields, wet scales from sweat, the loincloth unwashed for the last week due to the lack of time or water to get it done.
The Problem of Sensitive Soles 4
It was a spiral, making his dirty feet completely irresistible to anyone that happened to see them for more than a split second.
A Pity He Was Too Big
**this story contains the following fetishes:** m/m, m/b, macro, micro, extreme size difference, mega micro, strong/powerful musk, foot/paw focus/worship, long claws, claw focus/worship, dirty feet/paws, trampling/stomping/crushing, non-consensual, child abuse
The next best thing 2 (Shere Khan vore)
Soon he would need to breathe and with a strong push of his tongue he sent the four dirty feet into his throat after the rest. he tensed, arched, and swallowed, and the tiger grinned as he felt the two slide down his throat.
Dead Ahead
He’d have left her to get a little sleep, seeing as how he didn’t relish the thought of an unfocused effort on his dirty feet in a moment, up until the wonderful interruption of ‘how about no’.
Busy Body.
The overall taste of dirty feet that she'd grown accustomed to filled her mouth along with bits of actual dirt and foot grime.
Big Bro
Those salty, dirty feet were coated in that thick musky smell, accompanied with various other female juices that had dried there. he had fucked enough girls at the gym and stepped in the mess to have many whore's smells trampled by his musk.
Wrestle in the Wilds
The aye-aye's wrists were pinned to the ground, and his bare, dirty feet were planted against his face. there was no way he'd get out of this.
The next best thing 3 (Shere Khan vore)
Soon he would need to breathe and with a strong push of his tongue he sent the four dirty feet into his throat after the rest. he tensed, arched, and swallowed, and the tiger grinned as he felt the two slide down his throat.
Father
Gaur glowers down at the dirtied foot, and lifts it to kivensa’s face. “clean,” orders the father. marred in the shark’s lowly white, the foot looms into view.
That's Gnasty! [Collab with MasterInkBlaster]
Magnus is smooshed into the ground with gnasty's large, dirty foot stepping on his back. "enough chit-chat, geckos!" gnasty snarls, "ready to see what you came for?!" gnasty calls out to the crowd. "yeah!"
Life is Kind #2
Michael shouted and pointed at the set of dirty feet that were now on his coffee table. both the couch and the table were michael's. the dog grunted a sigh and put his feet down. he must have always used his own coffee table as a footrest.