The Making of A Trophy Sissy Chapter One
I'm sure sally and arty would love to come and meet my bride-to-be." "not... a woman. not a... bride," the wolf slurred as roger laid him out on the mussed up bed, splattered with the juices of the pair of cheaters.
It’s time to leave the nest
The hole in the middle acted as a nest for a pile of eggs being guarded by one small bride slug--at least a dozen of eggs very close to hatching. from the swamp, two more bride slugs emerged.
This Day of Days
The bride could see the problem at once, and froze, transfixed upon her eyes.
Main Course
I'm going to make you my bride." "bride?" she scoffed. "i'll never marry you, i thought you figured that out after i tossed that last ring you gave me in a pool of lava."
Lake Trail Ride
Aaron could see the happy look on the equines face, knowing what to expect, having had a few rendezvous with his master's young bride before. but never with him watching.
Walk In Another’s Hooves: Part 4
Roderick thought on this, wondering how his college bro would react to the confession that his newlywed bride was not lilly, rather his old college bro-with-benefits in his rabbit bride's body.
My life with Blaziken chapter 24
"then you may kiss the bride" and we did. it was wonderful, to know that we were married now. such a feeling that i could never put into words. "ladies and gentlemen, before you stand up.
The Hyena Prince's Harem
"oh, if only you were a woman," he groaned into wasim's ear, "i would have you as my bride." wasim's brown face flushed, half from the sexual exertion and half from his master's words.
The Unicorn Hunt
At the human man's nod, he continued, 'i have simply claimed my bride, as is my right. in exchange, as you well know, fair weather blankets your lands and your crops thrive, unbothered by pests or blight.'
Part 2: Bride of Bridezilla
"i'll be your bride, magdalene!" she clenched her jaw and came again as her asshole bloomed open, and a few inches of thick tail erupted between her buttcheeks and into the air. beautiful, magdalene trilled. you're emerald, my bride.
Control
The one in white-the bride-bent down, and touched-just touched-his lips. she watched loint walk away, and spoke softly. "she-" the bride flinched at the gunfire. "she doesn't think you've been doing a very good job.
Tina's Story- Chapter 86- Gray Muzzles-A Gray Muzzle story
Stan stared at his bride. he had never seen her like this. the black thong was a stark contrast to her pure white fur. white poodles yellow with age; georgette, even at forty, was pure white. "coming in?"