Atlas Drugged
An unstyled mohawk on his head, this man clearly never missed a day at the gym, as every muscle on his body bulged as he moved. "h-hel--!"
Hell of a Party
The mohawk shaved into her mane gave her away. it wasn't part of a costume; she was the obligatory punk rock girl. "oh, hey tara," circ said. he knew her pretty well.
Getting Fit Together
Jackie smiled over her shoulder back at the dragoness as she slowly grew more comfortable, her green mohawk dripping with wetness over half of her face as she slowly turned around with one hand covering her crotch.
Reprehensible Reptiles. (COMM)
The dragon had grabbed onto her mohawk as well as he lower jaw and began to pull her head onto his oversized dick! _"klk!"
High School Odds: Struck Down
Conway, a big gray rhino covered in tribal tattoos mentioned, messing up the short brown mohawk on his head even further. "is he?" the mouse asked with an irritated, embarrassed look, turning his head towards the corgi.
Don and Jake - Chapter 1
From his snow white fur, purple mohawk, black glasses, and icy blue eyes to his slender yet muscular body, quiet smile, and tattoos, the bear couldn't stop looking at him.
Virgin Virus - Ch20: Hedonism
- "...how." - the mohawk lion-beast muttered, lost in euphoria as he fucked the now huge monk, holding his hips firmly. ...
Making an Ass 4
Xaie's brown and red mohawk was up in pride while colton's was left down as usual. wrapped tight around xaie's neck was the collar his master had given him.
Making an Ass 0 - Origins of a Weredonkey
Colton sighed in relief as his head finished becoming that of a donkey, his mohawk looking much more like a fallen mane. he was covered with fur from head to... well, they weren't exactly toes.
Meating the model.
Moving her paw away from her husband, the leopard reached over, sliding her paw through ruvaak's mohawk, pulling her forward until their muzzles met.
Fuck the System
Her small red mohawk fit snugly into the headmesh. the two of them had really only one goal: fuck the government. the party wanted to control every little bit of their lives, and the police were ready at a moment's notice to deal with any lawbreakers.
Shadow of Joy - Prologue: A Pretty Troll
Propping him up was a blue skinned troll shaman, her hair done in an elegant purple mohawk with braids coming down over her shoulders. joyuese was dressed in purple deviant scales and had, wedged between her breasts, a mostly full bottle of vodka.