Chapter 3: Wine and Women
The wolfy chronicles chapter 3 wine and women wolfy and his owner had been getting closer and closer with every passing day. every day vanity was able to better understand his woofs and ear movements.
Two Pigs Walk Into A Bar...
As you can imagine, while the women continued their giggling fit over the thought- it soured everyone else's moo in a hurry.
Resolving compatibility error
I flailed and pulled and hit that morphic plastic seal with everything a desperate women could offer, my heart racing in line with the reduced distance between me and that outstretched needle.
Dirty Rodeo
Rodeo All Characters © GSPervert Rodeo leaned back in her chair, taking down a big draft of the piss-poor beer she had ordered. Her thick orange hair was trimmed extremely short, consisting only of a tiny mat and bangs, and her ears had several...
Request for kwratster - Wolf TF
Lilly panted wildly as she made her way through the moon lit woods with haste, pulse in her ears and fatigued. Lilly had escaped the wolf that attacked her, using a mixture of her knife and fire deterrents to force it away. But she knew that wasn't an...
Feral Passion
Comic concept - http://i.imgur.com/d3h1snp.png in this story a women wishing to experience the body of her favourite animal willingly undergoes a transformation into a feral form.
Pontius Goods - Part 2: The Excelling
Anata popped the sex doll's valve, taking a deep breath for exhaling into the doll's chest. I can't wait to be used.. I can't wait to be used.. I can't wait to be used.. "How's the display coming along, Anna?" Conley called from the cashier's desk....
Winner Takes the Kitty
Now the two women stood in the honeymoon suite of a nearby mid-range hotel. the audience had been giddy at the upset victory and had all chipped in cash to get the victor the best opportunity to enjoy her victory as possible.
Cockatrice's Lust
The women strolled to my car window and asked how she could help. i pitifully answered "it hurts... it needs a women's touch." the women grinned, putting on a sarcastic voice. "awe poor baby, let me see and i'll kiss it better."
Feathers: A Date
If Attis was going to be honest with himself it wasn't a date. He knew. He knew she knew it. Yet someone it just felt better to call it that. Calling something a hookup just seemed too... To something. Was it casual? No, that wasn't it, this was...
Closing Shift
The flesh of his ankles and soles were filling in, totally plastic, the lines of his footprint vanishing into a single mass that might have held the latest fashionable footwear, women's size 8, of course. he groaned softly. "tell me when to stop."
Queen of the Block
It was so humiliating, to have to submit to these cruel dykes, this tough women who could do anything and get away with it.