Bound In Beast Flesh -- Rotten Recursion
You awaken, stark naked, in a strange place. You're not sure what day it is, or what time. All you know, is you feel the warmth of animals, sharing their smelly pelts with your bare skin. Above, you can see the faintest rays of sunlight, poking through...
Ex Marks the Spot
Peter Dumac felt his tail bristle almost before he heard the storefront window shatter. He whirled around and caught a glimpse of black leather and a motorcycle helmet before getting shoulder-checked in the stomach. He hit the ground hard. The...
King of the Revel
Then i relaxed myself and marked her. look, it's a wolf thing, alright? i know it sounds sort of strange, but it's part of who we are. mark here, and this is mine. mark this, and it's a message. i was marking her.
Pit stop
Hazarath was on one hell of a road trip. He took it upon himself to use his weekend off to see his friend that was two states over, the dragon just cruising on the highways and byways, just having himself a good 'ol time. Tunes blasting, light traffic,...
Cage Cleaner
Warning this story has: coprophagia,zoophilia,fart play,face sitting ,watersports,scat play,toilte play,marking,dom/sub play.
A Rat to Most, But a Friend to Mark
However, why is she watching mark and the intimacy with his wife? mark and ginger were both relaxing in their bed, due to a well-earned vacation day the two had.
How DMs Shift Reality Epilogue
Everyone's mark was the same, but only the white color of the academy kept it genuine.
Venomous Love
Just enough to leave a mark.
Chapter 4 - Mark's Reborn
Who are you and what did you do to mark?" she yelled. "i am mark." i said. "no. you're lying. mark isn't a pokemon." she yelled again. "maybe i'll be and assistant to explain..." my dad walked in the front door. "you must be mr.
Night of Terror
marking her as his property so no other wolf would kill her, nor harm her in any ways. droplets of blood ran down her flesh.
Dragged Through the Mud [Commission]
"where _you_ gonna mark 'im?" danny's chin plopped down into the mud as soon as darwen released it. the wolf stood up and walked behind him, the thick mud squelching beneath his feet.
A Stolen Secret
She slid into the tub as mumu watched with confusion, looking up at him with commanding glare, "mumu, i want you to mark me." "m-mark you?" she grew impatient, "you're a canine aren't you? you should damn well know what marking is!" "b-but why?"