Everyone Does It with Reflections
He had on his work clothes, but she could smell his musteline musk underneath. why was she feeling this way about her own brother now? mike failed to notice. he let his sister go, "well then, i'm off to work.
A Chance at Christmas
* * * lying in the jacuzzi, warm water frothing and churning around their sleek musteline bodies newidian and his twin whistler were just enjoying the chance for some peace and quiet on their own.
Making Scents of Life - Part 4: Intentions
"it's a very nice view right now," the otter girl said, her grin growing a bit wider as she gave the distracted skunk a good looking-over, her eyes lingering on the musteline's curvy chest and thighs.
Making Scents of Life - Part 2: Discovery
He slammed deep, pressing his body tight against hers as he let out a sharp rowl of pleasure, his thick spunk jetting out the tip as her hungry skunkcunny squeezed and milked that thick shaft, filling her musteline womb full of the hot feline cream, setting
Lurking in the Mud - Community Service
His head was a bullet shape with no whiskers or colour except the mud, his torso was clearly musteline of some kind or another but other then that he could be any species, especially with his tail hidden from sight. "feels liberating doesn't it?"
Family Ties
Keltin was of musteline ancestry, some weasel blend, centauri-born and bred, and his name was on the public citizen's record as having died about a week after the praetor.
The Happy Ermine
In his search he comes across "the happy ermine", a brothel that specializes in providing clients with small musteline prostitutes. the brothel owner, the ferret louis, offers to take him on a tour and show him everything the establishment has to offer.
Claim Jumper
His big, muscular, gene-enhanced musteline form spilled out of the small scout-ship and into the receiving airlock quickly. the air hit him, cool, sharp, breatheable, as he fell.
Miracle on 34th Sheath
Victor felt the warm spurts in his mouth, tasted musteline musk on his tongue, and sucked as hard as he could. by the time martique came back, gilliam had pulled his pants up and returned to his chair by the drum set.
Heart of the Forest ~ Chapter 2
_sariya had said, disbelief on her cute little musteline face. _"in your rivers? how deep are they?"_ _ _ not for the first time since departing for home, the lynx trailed off into wondering where she was now, and what kept her busy these days.
Café Plaisir: October's Jaunt Chapter 10 - Loyalty
For there was a grand difference between the small, purple cat and the four and a half foot tall musteline fighting type. a deadliness that the mienshao's gaze surely carried, above all others in this room.
To Play the Game
He lifted up the musteline's chin and looked him right in the eye, then giving him a wink. "it's because you act like a cheap little flirt don't you? you like to get all that attention."