Now, let's grab the tack and pick out our horses so we can get out o' this place." wesley grinned back and headed deeper into the barn to gather the necessary equipment, jed grabbing some brand new saddles while wes picked out the tack.
Coyote, Farm, Gay, Horse, M/M, Magic, Male, Transformation, witch
Lego hopped into the command chair tacking a button pinging the two "dots".
aither, a red panda and wolf mix, along with vin, another tescorosso mixed with deer, were dealing with an issue between two werewolf tribes.
Action, Adolescent, Adult, Adventure, Assassin, Athletics, Authority, Brother, Captivity, Cave, Cub (clean), Disaster, Family, Fantasy, Fight, Fighting, Forest, Kidnapping, Medieval, No-Yiff, Savior, Sci-Fi, Short Story, Story, Tree, Trouble, Uniform, War, Weapon
He paused at the tack room door and dropped the wheelbarrow with a clunk, scraps of debris that had not made their way out of the unpainted metal rattling within.
Amethyst Mare, Ametrine, Anal, Arian Mabe, Bad Language, Bondage, Confining, Cum, Domination/submisison, Equine, Facial, Filly, Gay, Gay Relationships, Horse, Implied Anal, Implied bestiality, Leather, Love, M/M, Madoc, Male, Maledom, Mask, Master/Pet, Master/Slave, Pet, Pony, Relationships, Sex toys, Slave, Stallion, Story, barn, collection, colt, gear, hood, master, name calling, reins, stable, stables, writing
Her gaze fell on a large einstein poster... the tacks were moved recently. there was a new set of holes in the poster. (let's take a look shall we?) gatomon undid the bottom two tacks in the corners, and lifted the poster. (now... what is this?)
Digimon, Fanfiction, Gomamon, M/F
Together, the two ungulates, one anthropomorphic, the other feral, walked from the tack room, and ceder closed the door quietly behind them both...
Anal, Buck, Deep Penetration, Doe, Doe Goat, Goat, M/F, Master/Pet, Musk, Oral, Stag, Vaginal, Zoophilia, Zoophillia
**paper dreams**
albany's claws _tack-tack-tacked_ a frenetic rhythm over their beat-up laptop's keys. upon the page, endless possibility played out. act ii, scene i--a pivotal turning point in the narrative building up to the _denouement_.
Canine, Clean, Mustelid
Or for some reason their girth or other piece of tack would break and they'd have a nasty fall. as soon as they started taking good care of their mounts these mysterious accidents would stop!
Compassion, Horse, Love
His walking staff slowly tack tacking against the floor laboriously with every slowing step until he stood before the large white marble statue of the goddess surrounded by gurgling pools of water from a stream further back in the large carved room.
Fox, No-Yiff, Vixen
Putting away the rest of the tack that was lying around, and sweeping up the remaining pieces of hay left on the ground, she stood back and admired her work after grabbing a coke from the tack room fridge.
Bestiality, Horse, M/F, Masturbation, Non-Anthro, Pony, Realistic
The otter sort of tacks on the last part as if it's _my_ fault hes violating my metaphysical personal space let alone my physical personal space. "names is ethan. ethan brooks." he sticks out one of his big otter paws.
"telepath, ay?
Clean, No-Yiff, Otter, Squirrel, Supernatural, Violence