Fractured Memories Part 1
One of sumar's long then hands finds my face, she grips me by the back of the head and forces me to lean into her, her mouth opens, her muzzle parts, her fangs wrap around my lips, she kisses me with a depth and passion i would never have expected.
War of the Tribes Part Two Something's Amiss
Only then he notices that he's wearing a pink muzzle that wraps all the way around his snoot, only revealing his nose and hiding everything else underneath pink fabric. he can't help but blush at the colour. "naww, look at you, blushing already.
Violet in love IV - A Gray Muzzle story
Violet in love iv- a gray muzzle story (as before, koji, the character is the property of koji haeos, and is used with his permission) koji woke up slowly. rubbing the sleep from his eyes, the wolf/malamute hybrid took inventory.
The Last day of summer; a Gray Muzzle story
The last day of summer; a gray muzzle story summer is not a wonderful time to be a writer. living in a new york city apartment may be great for material, but the realities are not so pleasant.
Sis, part 3 A Gray Muzzle story
Sis- part three- a gray muzzle story i struggled to consciousness, a strange wetness in my ear.......
A Vixen's confession; another Gray Muzzle story
Nbsp; a vixen's confession another gray muzzle
The Lesson -Part Three - A Gray Muzzle Story
The lesson- final chapter a gray muzzle conclusion linda took tiffany in her arms, and held her tightly. "you poor, romantic child! you don't know how much having children changes your life! when i was your age, i had hopes, dreams.
Sis, part 2 _ A Gray Muzzle story
Sis, part 2- a gray muzzle story (in part one, an afghan hybrid ends up sleeping with her brother.
Cub Tales: A Prince and His Slave Remastered
"that's a good boy" the cub grabbed a muzzle restraint from the floor and placed it over the fox's muzzle and pulled hard. it didn't hurt the fox it just kept him from opening his muzzle.
The Last Straw
He opened his mouth again and fired a cold blast of air at volteer's muzzle. his well practised aim was perfect and the air froze on contact with his muzzle, pinning his lips and maw shut in the icy clamp.
Perilous Peak
Her ebony fleshed slit was right at face level of silver, the moist scent rolling off the sides of his muzzle.
Honeymoon Part 3: Taken
"not to the point that you almost came while i was in your muzzle, hm?"