Quests for Loot & Booty: Prologue
The adventurer's evening trifecta: food, sex, and a secure place to sleep. having been sated, such sleep is starting to come fast upon him. pander bright wasn't going to make it to his bed at this rate. he was beyond the point of exhausted.
Twisting Winds: The New Path
food, sex and companionship at his beck and call.... as they sat there relaxing, the threes ears' perked up to a scream from behind them.
Party Unfouled (art + story)
A hundred different scents wafted around in the air, the natural aromas of so many different species, sweat, booze, food, sex, and who knows what all else.
Fallen C
The sleep, sex, food, sex, washing, sex.. and between times - sex. 'what a stallion!' the fox thought, snuggling in a chair, stroking the man's semi-hard dick, kissing his nipples. \* \* \* \* monday came all too soon.
Fallen B
The sleep, sex, food, sex, washing, sex.. and between times - sex. 'what a stallion!'
Runaway Experiment: Part 6 - Planting Seed
Attaching the immobilizing vine to her face and wrapping some of its vines around her arms, the plant reeled in its food, yiffing it once for energy before swallowing her down. then it repeated the process for the three others as well.
In the Enemy's Territory #21
Boisterous, jovial, thumping with music and full of booze, food, sex, and smoke, it was not entirely unlike those the siblings had grown up with, and yet, completely different.
Burning eyes skull
"fuck you, i can't eat if you start with your gay shit!" protested the dragon. "it's not gay shit! look," replied the canine, grabbing some potatoes, bending them over, and running his tongue between them as if he were sucking on a vagina.
An Exotic Discipline
food, sex, drinking, conversation, music, and games helped the guests while away the afternoon. it wasn't until early evening when the music died down and a herald--a cougar dressed in a simple white waist wrapping--stepped out of the main entry.
Conquest of the Dragonarmies, Part 1: Forest Edge
It could be anything: land, slaves, food, sex, anything that might fill that hunger for the slightest moment was something that was fair game to the commander. but there was no way that mercy would be on his list of things to give.
Pride: Forgotten
These weren't cunning beings that might hold a spark of intelligence to rival her own; they were base animals that cared only for food, mating and sleep.
Sorry I'm a Tied Up At The Moment
I swear, it's either greasy food, sex, or football with him--not that i'd disagree with that, but sex is a little more important to me. sometimes the stereotypes about gay foxes are true.