More than what the contract says part 3-1a
OOC: Just letting everyone know that I have finally figured out a special treat for this story for an anthro transformation for Jess. Won't bring it up until the next story. More than what the contact says-part 3 Feeling his head swim in a sea filled...
Wereness 4. The Bonding
Show me what a dominating draft horse you can be.] he begs and begins pushing back harder. you then decide to up the stimulation on the mare and get an even better position for fucking your stallion senseless.
Wereness 2. The Man
\<\< Forward \>\> After seeing the potential success, my previous story was capable of... I decided to not take too long in compiling and creating the next promised chapter. I was also glad to see my choice to omit two obvious detail descriptions...
Eastern-Front
Warning, the following contains possibly objectionable material, reader discretion is advised. Copyright Leslie Rashana. * * * Excerpts from the journal of Leftenant Karl Hautinfaust, AWOL. December 7, 1942 It has been...
Zandaro vs The Lads
Intrigued, the draft horse pulled his kilt away, dropping it onto the floor next to his hoof.
After work rendezvous...
Watching as the big draft horse started to reach up, plainly thinking to wrestle the phone away.
Dovahkiin Ascendant [Commission]
They folded underneath him, forcing the draft horse to the ground, the mighty equine lying on his side as he struggled to catch his breath.
Reining It in (Reupload)
The draft horse turned and ambled a few steps along the crest. let them get a good look at him. he knew full well how intimidating he was, not just to the enemy either. far as he knew, he was the only draft horse either kingdom had seen.
Make'em Howl
The smirking werewolf growled as he sniffed the massive draft horses long equine neck, finding the stallions scent sweet and summerish. "seth."
Dr. Thomas Part Three
Bernard moaned as his flare popped into his sires ass, being held tightly by his soft rectum and the strong hand of the draft horse.
Big Fish Stories
Most of the other anthros on the street gave the large draft horse a wide berth and tristan followed in the wake. walking along tristan glanced this way and that, looking around as he followed after owen.
Pony Prostitution
Distinct, as if an aroma of the nose, this land hath drudgery unimagined in a mix belied by casual glance. It is brought forth in this city of broken echoes and long footsteps into the night like a pall apparition who utters a verisimilitude of...