The Art of Design
Despite trying her hardest to formulate words, all the lizardess could do was to take a shaky step, collapsing once again on the mattress and raising her tail higher than ever thought was possible in front of the artificial male.
Objectified - A Collection of Changes
The lizardess over in the corner seemed to think so as well, welcoming him into the hoard. but he wasn't part of the hoard, he was a human, a human in great need of this wealth that seemed to be spreading and filling... everywhere. he couldn't move.
An Internship
That was all the signal he needed, and the metal-clad bronze forearm shoved forwards strongly, digging szint's muzzle deep between the booted toes of the lizardess, her dextrous digits immediately curling up to squeeze the youngster's face even as the copper
She Feasts
She had changed much like the shark, her shy self discarded in favour of a bigger, stronger lizardess, more ample in every way, made extra shapely and fearsome as the reward for her services.
The Shape of Things: Where the Heart Is
The lizardess inhaled sharply at the renewed sensation, briefly stiffening at the unexpected touch, but it was vinnie who moaned softly, so deeply did he enjoy the flavour of his _niara_'s desire.