Blackmailed
Gray feigned innocence, his whiskers quivering slightly. "what do you mean, mrs. whiskers?" his voice was a cocktail of nerves and smugness. mrs. whiskers took a deep breath, her ample chest rising and falling beneath her tight blouse.
A Taste of Brandy
"whiskers! yuck!" brandy squeals, looking at the horror that was whiskers' own living space. "clean that up! i refuse to look at that from my spot! whiskers, you're just a dirty pig!
Pathogen: Locked In A Room
"you are alley whiskers, a silly kitty cat boi thirsty for some cream."
Twisted Binaries: A Chromatic Shift
Harriet leaned in close, her whiskers twitching as she breathed in the scent of old parchment and magic. harriet eagerly flipped through the dusty tome, her whiskers twitching as she scanned the pages. "here it is!"
After Hours
Nose and whiskers twitching, water droplets dripping from his whisker-tips. his ears flushed warm. he heard max purring. like a tiger. and like a tiger, the cat drove into the mouse. held to the mouse, humped the mouse.
The Universal Language (Part 2)
Hugo's whiskers twitched mirthfully and he moved from a sitting position to a standing one in a singular, smooth movement.
The Three Heads of Winter
All three of them growled as the fangs sunk in with an almost surgical precision, whiskers lashing wildly, leaving the man wishing that he had whiskers to lash; he simply screamed instead.
Feline Shame [A Palworld Parody]
“whiskers!" i gasped to his affection. feeling him tug my leash again and growl-purr against neck as he held me close. pushing me to the edge as our cocks ached on the verge of release. he wanted to hear it again. “whiskers!
The Sogumentary
Monroe had enough sense to tell whiskers that by engaging in this behavior, whiskers could no longer be his patient, to which whiskers slyly replied, "that's fine. i like _this_ treatment better." whiskers had a youthful energy that was magnetizing. dr.
Brandy - Ripped, Stripped and Shagged
Laughed whiskers "that's just so hot!"
Ferals just wanna have fun
Her long whiskers twitched and trembled, stroking across the large feline's trembling sexlips and the insides of her thighs.
Mystery of The Cabin In The Forest
"hmm...i don't like your whiskers," she chuckled nastily. she tried to pluck one of his whiskers. he gasped and got ready for the coming pain. finally she plucked a whisker, he would have scream liked there was no tomorrow if he was not gagged.