Late-Night Calls
The chipmunk swung her foot-paws off the side of the bed, slowly breathing. slowly kneading her bushy, striped tail with her stubby-clawed fingers. an exhale. her toes wriggled against the carpet. inhale.
Simon Says
He found the other chipmunk's prostate and prodded it relentlessly. simon began thrusting with an animalistic fury, pounding faster and faster until- "ow!"
Chapter 2: Space-Rangers day
"hey, don't look sad, dear," the chipmunk tickled him under the table with her foot. the mouse shivered with delight from the touch of her fluffy paw. "besides, there is one law, which allow to us and srrr to keep contact.
Snowed In With You
chipmunks were naturally energetic. he could do this all day. "you may not see me anymore, anymore! i'm just goin' to the store!" "you finished?" petra asked blankly. eagen harrumphed and sat back down.
Substitute Santa
Kailee asked, focusing on her role and pointedly keeping her eyes anywhere but the chipmunk's exposed cunny.
Outcasts in Need Part 1
She was a chipmunk, with soft brown fur along her legs, a bikini bottom on that barely seemed to fit around her rump, but that...that was nothing compared to... the hedgehog's eyes were drawn right down to the chipmunk's sole.
Tipping the Waitress
The little chipmunk turned down near an off road, obviously coming closer to home, and that's when he made his move.
2.6 - Body Language
"i think i'm gonna go change," the chipmunk offered, slowly, "into something more comfortable." pyro, leaning back, quirked a brow. "oh, really?" a shy smile as the chipmunk stood, her striped tail flittering like a banner.
Gone Batty: A Second Taste
Mary groaned before turning to her employer, a chipmunk with rose-red hair tied in a japanese-style bun. "yes, madam, but he only came up here to insult our store. he said all your perfumes looked cheap."
3.4 - No Hiding Place
The chipmunk, behind a stack of stasis barrels, couldn't answer. her voice was caught in her throat. she had her rifle aimed at a wasp's chest. but the wasp, in turn, has its stinger to field's throat.
Demowned
_schulurrrrrrrp._ finishing off the cat left his tail flailing, wiggling like a noodle between the chipmunk's lips, flinging off spit and slime and sweat in every direction.
Teatime on the Titanic
A chipmunk much younger than himself trembled at the controls as a mother fox stared down at him while comforting her crying kit. boltz stepped between them and pushed the start button.