At the Beach
The turnout was way bigger than he expected; literally hundreds of men had come to look upon Meeper's huge hulking body, their cocks hard as a rock, every one of them giving each other a handjob as they silently grunted and hummed in approval at...
Pt 3 - The Druid's Oasis
Soon, his spotted hide was visible in its greys and browns, the tan underneath bright, and the ridge of his natural small mohawk was forming of its own, if only when enough water slipped away.
Gotta Jet
Standing a good foot shorter than the rat himself, who was still a little shaky on his feet, was a bright green hawk with a pair of over-sized goggles keeping his mohawk of feathers pulled back out of his eyes.
Meet the Crew!
His large tusks gave away the fact he was a troll, though to be fair his hands, feet and impressive pink mohawk did too.
Lay of the land
Her body was primarily structured like a rabbit: the long feet, large ears, short puff of a tail, the remainder was clearly zebra: the white fur with black stripes, the fiery red mohawk that served as a mane that trailed to her neck, and her body build seemed
SILVER interviews FOX MC CLOUD
Your mohawk is a little messed up. silver: meh. nitro: you'd better get on stage. are you sure you want to do this, buddy? silver: if this fails i'll just end up making a fool of myself.
Forbidden Blood 7
Peeking around the corner, she saw a female otter being harassed by some sort of biker group, each one being, a black rabbit with a bandanna, a black fox with a mohawk, a boar with a chipped tusk, and a black wolf with a leather jacket.
CYOA: Rustwater Chronicles Pt5
He ran his fingers through the short mohawk. "hm? well you kind of just did, here." she opened up a nearby cabinet and pulled out a few coins from a satchel inside. taking his hand, she deposited two slightly faded, but golden coins.
CYOA: Rustwater Chronicles Intro
His hair was cut into a mohawk, he had a few rough scars on his face, and piercing hazel colored eyes that seemed to bore right into you as he watched.
Violet in love-Chapter III-A Gray Muzzle story
She places the red braided leather headpiece on her purple mohawk, it's beads and feathers falling behind..... " i love it, haeos....but we have to talk first. i'm glad to join your pack, but my time here at peteena's house is not over.
Alternative Lessons: Chapter Two
A pair of furs got on at the stop, one a slightly scrawny lion who's mane had been mangled into a ragged mohawk, the other a towering and obviously muscled doberman.
Birthday Wishes - Part Two - The First Wish
Taelan munched on bacon, the sabretooth rubbing the back of his mohawk and lounging carefully in his chair. "shouldn't you be ready for work today? it's a thursday..." teddy said.