Power of the Sea
Rudy had been in the big city many times, but the only places he saw fossas or tayras or other exotic species like that was out here on the beach.
Closer Intimate Inspection
That need bubbled back up so he reached around his orbs once more to rub his clit again, tugging and caressing the barbell to do his best to tease his clitoral fossa.
My Life I
I stood at about 7'8" about average amongst fossas. i have a birth mark on my forehead. it wasn't too special just an average normal thing for me.
The Wild River - Gending Machines
fossa! that's it. remember those slinky cat-looking guys with the really big--" "nfff" i responded. i remembered, alright. i'd been sore for days, but it'd been worth it. two knots.
Fates of the Unicorns 83 - Maids
"the wolf is a common breed, but this one is a fossa, a rather rare feline. not too many of them in the empire."
Tour de Force
The fossa took a big first gulp, grateful she wouldn't drink alone. it wasn't long before the bar began to fill, including with some faces the boys recognized from school.
My Life II
My Life II I woke up at 7 o'clock this morning. Got up made some coffee, and turned on the TV. Watched the morning news, nothing but bullshit on it again,...
A Souvenir From Aghadi City
The deer shook his head, but the fossa raised his hand. "1,250, do i have 1,300?" "1,400," the panda called calmly. "1,400 pounds, do i have 1,450?" the ram asked. the fossa, sullen and defeated, shook his head. "sold!"
Good Afternoon Mr. Trefoil
He sprinted up two flights of steps to his room, opened up his special "drawer o' porn 'n toys" and removed some condoms and a bottle of lube, and he was in the process of thundering down the steps when gayle, his fossa housekeeper, caught him at the bottom
List of predators, races and settings
**miary** the fossa - a larger than usual, mutated member of this viverrid species, miary preys on lemurs, other fossa, and anyone small enough to swallow.
By Any Other Name - Chapter 2
A few moments pass in which i let the world stop spinning, then i stagger to my feet again and glare across at the blue and gold clad fossa. i wipe a paw across my muzzle and bring it back with a dash of red on it. musclehead split my lip.
My Life VI
My Life VI Three months later... Jesus it's been a long day am I glad today is over. Sitting in a rocking chair with my initials worked into the intricate...