All's Well that Ends Swelled: ch1
I mean, i'd hate to miss our daily nut-kicking quota." "very true," the male croaked, a quick shudder passing through him as he recalled the several dozen punts she had slammed up into his nuts that morning.
The Sleepover: Dual Wielding
"he looks cute when he gets his nuts kicked." she nudged max's ear. "not as cute as you, though." "thanks," max said, a sheepish smile on his muzzle. he watched tom a little while. "i see what you mean.
The Sleeping Bag Game
Make sure you and the other nerds aren't too loud or annoying later tonight, unless you want us to come out there and throw a little nut kicking party. got it?" "g-got it!" james squirmed away from her foot. "hey, wait a minute. i gotta question."
Against the Hordes of the Bitch Queen
A few more nut-kicks had ensured that the male was in no condition to fight, and now the wolfwere queene was simply toying with her prey. there were few things in life more enjoyable than so thoroughly overwhelming your opponent.
Caught in the Crossfire
"yes, i'm sure he was _very_ grateful to get his nuts kicked into his throat for half an hour." "eh...more like ten minutes." i blushed. "i was having so much fun beating on those balls of steel that i didn't notice when they switched back to normal.
Along the River
He _really_ didn't want to get his nuts kicked into his throat. "uh, well. ya'see..." the young coyote wrung his hands, wishing he wasn't still sporting the erection of his life. that didn't exactly make it easy to think up excuses.