Huff Puff Pant - Part Two
_ _ His pack weighed down on him like he was giving a rather large child a piggy-back ride. That, combined with the fact that the corner of a pointy object was digging into his lower...
[Delphi's Paradigm] Apollo's New Pants
And i kept asking people what they thought of my pants. math class. the _best_.
Kioga 8: Ship, Our Pants
Kioga felt his cock swell in his pants. xian winked at him before continuing, "and yes, i barely managed to pre-register on a site dredged out of nineties dial-up.
Courtship 10: Pants As The Need Requires
"pants ruin the effect!" "you know what else they do? save you money." the skunk looked out of the changing area into the men's wing of clothing.
Special Access - Chapter 4
He cursed and stuffed his cock back in his pants. the alarm was a special one. it meant that the director or, worse, the president, was on their way up.
A Thin Layer of Sin
And cumming into your pants. rey wasn't exactly jealous of navah's fashion, but he couldn't quite take his eyes off the handsome jackal as he danced either.
Chapter 7D - The Hotel
When he got to the toilet he dropped his pants and undies in one fell swoop, not even bothering to close the bathroom door as he emptied the rest of his bladder into the toilet.
Awakening the Demon
As she turned and looked around, wetness birthed on her pants. it began riding down her legs. ashe began giggling quietly as she watched clarence pee her pants. clarence took a few uncertain steps as the urine dripped out from her pant leg.
Turning the Classroom Into A Zoo [1]
'seems like a good time to pee my pants.' thought gillian. "it is a _fine_ time to pee your pants!" the voice replied eagerly. it was true. gillian knew it.
Doodle Story: The Werewolf’s Defect
"dude you just shit your pants!" shask exhaled and glanced back at tyrasht. "i'd rather have shit in my pants than shit for breath." "...that's not funny." he said, dejectedly.
The Education of Crisp: The Incident
His cock really, really hurt after being forced to cum five times in less than a minute, and his pants felt and smelled like a cum-rag belonging to a horny teenager rather than pants.
Untitled #8.14
He lit the pipe and drew deeply, smiling and adjusting the tight leathers he was wearing, jacket, pants, boots and gloves against otherwise bare feathers. no outfit felt better to him.