Just Like Her Father, Part Three

Beth nodded, her expanding muzzle forming just enough for a long, canine tongue to droop over the side of her jowls. "i'll do whatever it takes to help her...t-to please you, sarah..."

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Knot In My Tummy • art/story collab with Lumi

Okay, so you don't have dad's distinguished-looking jowls and your cropped tail makes your butt look even cuter than mine, but even with all that together you're fucking _dreamy_. and don't you just know it.

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A Stomach Unrelenting

Grumbling, he stretched his beefy arms out, his jowls letting loose a loud yawn. smacking his lips, he found himself in an unfamiliar territory. he was not in his bed, though as he recalled last night, that seemed reasonable.

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Beary Clingy Masks

The thick bear fingers hooked his jowls and pulled, stretching the unnaturally, before they let go and his cheeks snapped back.

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Dogsitting Mishaps

Drool ran from the corners of moth's jowls as he hunched over the boy, growling and huffing.

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Stung 1: The Tiger in the Bar

The bulldog grunted again, setting his jowls in motion. 'i got my reasons. you want four hundred for it?' i know your reason, logic thought.

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