Monday Memos [song lyrics]
You in it for just the fun_ _ _ _memo dated monday, 10 am_ _to whom it may concern_ _i'm the one who set out on my own_ _to explore the world with every turn_ _ready to make my life my own_ _the one in my heart upon the throne_ _now another whisp
Financially Roo-ted
The large red kangaroo chuckled to himself over the dealings of the day before blowing out a whisp of fruity white smoke into the air above him. the tendril of burnt tobacco slowly rising, only to be swirled by the fan above.
A Frozen Treat
The air whisped peacefully over the shore. a vast and pure beach blew a consistent wind of tranquility. waters rose, as waves rolled in. one could see deep into the clear drink, all the way down to the bottom where the blue-striped fish drifted around.
Pilot Crisis
A voice whisped urgently at me. "...unse...." "dammit...." lacyus hissed to himself. "if sunset can sense this, the last thing i want is for her to come running...." "....sun...." medics ran onto the field, lead by mira.
Pet Slave Ch. 2 WIP
Matty whisped softly as tommy's older brother flashed through his mind. "don't worry matty. he'll be okay. as long as he cooperates, he'll be- "idead.." matty said sadly. "what?" jon asked . "he'll be dead! just like me! don't you get it!
Arcanine's Release
The whisp of smoke travelled across the water's surface, dancing like a ditto until it washed across the male's feet. arson inhaled this intoxicating aroma with eagerness, his sheathe hardened almost immediately. "and a male, no less."
Echo in the Shower
My cock spraying whisps of cum across the gorgeous cat. falling across the breasts hanging on her chest. i panted. 'mmm...' she said; running a paw across her breasts and lifting it, the white cum hanging there.
Forgotten Memories : Chapter Two
His breathing slows as a sensation of warmth covers him, his shoulder and chest tingling slightly as though brushed by a feather or whisp, though far from an uncomfortable feeling.
Equine Indulgence
Restructuring as the thickening masses of keratin gradually overtake his feet, spreading up as his heels snap upward, hoof protruding out, the joints of his ankles changing proportions as brown fur spreads down his calves, fading into a soft, creamy white as whisps
On the Grape-Vine
The best he could manage were the tiniest whisps of breath. whimpers so quiet, he was not even sure he had managed to cry out at all. the flower's petals quivered again. the broad centre of the flower gently stirred.
The Ring
It whisped through the folds up his legs and to his groin. yet he was not chilled. his pawpads had not grown numb. the sensations were all fresh to him. as the rope parted his nipples met the air and stiffened causing him to gasp .
The Dragoniss of Orcha Isle
Shi smiled and,with a final whisp of smoke from hir nostril slits,shi fell asleep right there,his cock still inside of hir sore pussy. the next morning,shi awoke expecting to see that dragon,dracos,under hir. instead...it was just a bed.