The Altered Boy
The boy's chest had filled out with thick muscles, and was growing over with grey fur--it was almost impossible to see the young man in him anymore. "hello, pastor." the wolf woman spoke, through black, smiling lips.
Good Boy
"AHEM." The coyote almost jumped out of his socks when he turned around and saw his vixen mistress standing in the doorway of his room, arms folded across her chest, gaze set in a glare, but a smirk on her muzzle. "Ye... yes Mistress?" Yote replied...
Good Boy
It wasn't long before the man let out a dominating howl and slammed his fat knot inside of the boy's rump, seeding the pup and pulling him against his hard body by his hip and tail.
The Birthday Boy
“What do you mean we can't celebrate together this year?" Luke said on his smartphone. “I mean just that, my mom has something planned and I'm not allowed to bring guests, I'm sorry maybe we can get together...
Birthday Boy
"well it is the boy's birthday after all," master said. "alright, i'm game. but first, i better clean this mess up," marty cut in.
Bad Boy
Bad Boy by BangBear “Trevor! My favorite little boy toy. Come in, get comfortable.” Trevor smiled and entered Mrs. Coolidge’s home, and the two shared a quick kiss before he made his way further in. “Hey, I’m kinda sweaty, sorry. I...
Pool Boy
Soon the rabbit's face winced and he bucked up hard into the boy's tailhole with firm, hammering thrusts, holding the boys hips and delivering his cock as deep as he could.
The New Boy
I was one of the guys, i could beat up most of the boys in my grade and even some of the older boys were afraid to cross me. if it got out that i was crushing on the new boy i'd never live it down!
Girls Will Be Boys
She'd caught more than a few older men leering at her from windows or loitering cars, and the younger boys were much less discrete. the vixen was a regular blonde bombshell, and she loved to strut her stuff.
A Fortunate Boy
This is the tail, I mean, tale of Madame Venestra, a fortune teller and mystic who used to inhabit these parts. I knew her well, one might say very well, for I was her lover for a short time. It started when she was in her twenties and I was...
The Lost Boy
One hand closed over the boys muzzle to stop him crying out. "you need to keep quiet! you need to hide! there are very bad men out there!" he bundled the boy into a wardrobe and shut the door. "stay in there!
Mama's Boy
Mom always told me that girls have to go more often than boys... but even having heard it, i didn't realize just how bad it was until we were on the trail. we were two or three hours into our trip and she stopped like four times to go.