Testing the Shadows
Justin inhaled the fresh air (or at least fresh for this planet), looking around as he stepped out of Mefudoka's lair once more. It had been quite a while since he'd received his new abilities, albeit against his own...
Writing Stream 3: Foot Fetish
Warm lips surrounded his toes, and he moaned as he did the same thing to the chameleon, the two of them sharing a toe-sucking moment.
To Love an Orca's Feet
Not only did it get all over the undersides but also in between the orca's toes as well.
The Locker Room Reveal
He held them up, nuzzled into them, and slowly moved closer and closer to the toes. as usual, harley pulled the two big toes into his mouth at the same time, sucking on them before licking them again.
Drac's R34 Harem (Reboot) 8: Settling the Foxes
They slid the black band down on their big toe, sliding it all the way to the bottom of the toe, and both yelped at the same time as it tightened, squeezing close to the flesh.
Fur-Brained Footplay
He was filled deep and the feeling of a tongue swirling around his toes... it was more than what he could have dreamed or imagined. chungu grunted and slipped the wet toes from his mouth.
Full Of Energy
The warmth and wetness immediately made the cub shudder and the 10 year old squirmed in his seat, toes curling with pleasure.
Aardvark -- Treasured
Once the room darkened, save for the glow around her night stand, her dainty, black hoof-toes crossed to the side of the bed. after rapping individual toes against the wood floor, she lifted herself onto the thick mattress.
Kicks' New Customer
Reaching upwards pressed his dulled claws to the rounded toes. c.j. was already melting from the touches to his paw. he had never felt anything like this before.
Legendary Expectations (Story)
From heel to toe it was quite longer than 1 ft, and each of the three toes almost as large as all of yours together, tipped by sharp claws. in your unusually submissive position, they looked even bigger, almost overwhelmingly so.
The Problem of Sensitive Soles 2
One step along the sidewalk sent a shiver through him, one that left him curling his toes and scraping his toe claws against the pavement.
Aaron's Present III: I Can't Think of a Witty Title
The poor fox boy, his mind no longer clouded by the smell of feminine heat, bashfully pulled out of Aaron and put his clothes back on. He looked over the love-drunk cat quizzically before writing his number on a piece of scrap paper and stuffing it...