Heroic Problems
The end summary: a pair of fighters end up getting sucked into a direwolf problem.
The Plushie Problem
The mouse was packing away his stuff, getting ready for his next big move. He was going to be getting out of his little dingy apartment above the dive bar into a much nicer apartment in the...
Knot a Problem
He knew she could take it, and she had no problem reminding him of that when her footpaws slapped down against his ass. "f-fuck! that...t-that was a little much, wasn't it?"
The Sasha Problem
My problem isn't that you're interested in her. my problem is the lack of honesty. you're not being fair with her or with me. "sleep talking aside, yes, there are signs you give off.
Saddled with problems
"Sure, me and Beth love it together but you know me man...." I sigh, taking a sip of whatever Dan's put in my glass. Dan and I met on the first day of Freshers and now, after two months of being flatmates and friends, we're sitting in the kitchen...
The problem with adoption
The elk stood up straight and walked over to the lioness, leaning down and kissing her on the forehead, "well if he has a problem with it he can leave." gabriella nodded, "you're right, it's not like i'm going to stop."
A Honyed Problem
I hope yall enjoy~ posted using postybirb a honeyed problem by victor waite 21-01-31 a commission for bittydragon after an encounter with group of strange slimes, a rattata and his friends approach a goodra for help.
A Familiar Problem
Still, a plan began to form on how he might deal with his problem. tinsel had learned so much of humanity, all except humility.
Fey Problems
Reaching up ritmico took her mangled instrument off the faun as he scratched his floppy goat ears, "what's his problem?"
A Growing Problem
His sheath bounced and rubbed against his undergarments with every conquered half floor, stoking his arousal and exacerbating his problem.
A new problem.
Bleeding eye problems." the voice was younger then i would have expected, but it still held the classic authoritarian tone held by most commanders. which is what i assumed he was as i heard and felt the tell tale thundering of a power armor suit.
No condom? No problem
Enostyl barely noticed the rain. She held her draconian head high above the crowd, letting the water dampen the dark blue feathers along the back of her head. Her four paws moved her feral form deftly through the bustling crowd, even if she had to use...