Weaners, Trials, and Temptations
"fascinating," the rat murmured, scribbling notes furiously. "the human subject is showing early signs of hormonal changes. increased blood flow to the skin, enhanced pheromone production... excellent!"
Dragonkin: Chapter 1; Hunted
The sun was setting - shi quickly pulled the journal from hir satchel, unwilling to risk a lantern, shi must take advantage of the dying light to scribble her entry. _it is reaching sundown, the seventy third day from midwinter.
Goddess of the Throne: Abrupt Awakening
He commanded her to sit up once again and rolled over to his desk where he scribbled on the clipboard in silence.
Strangers After All: Part II
Deacon ordered lamb and orzo while collie scribbled it down on a small notepad. i had chosen tortellini in brodo which he likewise scribbled down, hungrily grunting "good choice" as he did.
Super! - Forcelight
The vipers dark grey scales almost made him look like a statue he was sitting so perfectly still, except for his hand busy scribbling notes.
A Fox and A Dragon Part 5
The cheetah scribbles more down as his snout aims back into the book, not looking back up as i speak. “the trip was business, but the visit is currently for pleasure.” more scribbles. more scribbling...
WANTED: MiLF's
He could feel her thighs squeezing his hips harder, pressing him in to her hips as he noticed a look of pain mixed with pleasure scribbled on to her face.
Snow's Journal (Entry Three)
Each item followed by a question mark; other,unintelligible scribbles trail off below the list\* caravan will be traveling to markarth soon; khajiit hopes that the road will be safe for us,and that there he may find a gift for his love,urjora~ happy
An Insecure Fox - Part 2/3
The tigress scribbled onto her notepad. "will that be all for you gentleman?" "yes, thank you." the nervous fox said softly. sam gave ethan a worried look before saying, "a salad?" ethan sighed. "look, it's embarrassing." "what is?"
Goldenmane Chapter VI: Personal Protective Equipment.
Agent Colt stepped out of his boss's office, his face still burning with barely suppressed shame. His mood was not improved by the sight awaiting him outside the executive suite on level 9. "Right you are sir. Time for us to head to the basement...
The First Disciple
Too much...i can't stop...i- \* _the text degrades into scribbles, followed by a couple stains of questionable origin_ **\*** yes, it wont be long now....it usually takes me at least several minutes to recoup before feeling its presence again, but i can already
Friday the Thirteenth Part I
The coyote waitress finished her scribblings and flashed us a quick smile before she disappeared towards what i presumed was the kitchen door, her tail swaying as she walked. i turned to look at victor again, whom simply smiled.