Hiding From A Fox

Impatient from all the effort it took her to get to him, taara practically tore his clothes off and lathered his body with hers, covering whatever part of him her tongue couldn't reach with her paws, and whatever her paws couldn't reach with her tails.

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Broodfoxes: First Encounter

“i’m not even compatible with whatever you are!” she added, shaking herself more vigorously to absolutely no avail.

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Ambition (Commission)

We’re supposed to drag you around or whatever.” “not whatever, for a good impression.” anon was definitely out of his depth here, but he did his best to play along.

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A Night In The Woods, Dragon TF

whatever this presence is, it is too overwhelming... too potent. your desire is too strong-your own ardor keeps you rooted there. your voice comes out in a huskier tone, and you spread your arms wide to whatever it is.

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That Dastardly Device

whatever was happening to him, whatever had him, it had an agenda and all he could do was go for the ride. wedge felt something new come into the equation, something that squeezed the base of his tail and lifted it up.

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Anaphylaxis

Even if whatever had killed him badly disfigured his body, they could have still had a closed-coffin funeral...yet they did not.

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Camping Slugs

whatever happened to stephen, he's obviously not in control of himself. could he actually be telling the truth? or was it all hallucinations caused by whatever chemicals had spread around here?

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Twokinds - Morning Stretch

Flora giggled, shaking her rear and waving her tail about, "well, seeing as you're being so nice and just so damn adorable, how about you just do. . . whatever. . . you. . . want. . ." "whatever i . . ." "hmmmm, that's right.

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A Magician's Allure

It was all part of her command, that he could do whatever he wanted to, and as his trainer, she should let him do whatever he wanted. it was the only excuse she could think of to keep her sanity in this type of situation.

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Flea Bitten. Prologue.

He was helpless and it, whatever it was, knew that. then he heard it. a voice so twisted and yet familiar that stanley dropped his phone. “s-stanley."

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Pissing Out the Fire

I awoke to an empty bed and house, arkani gone off to work and pan doing whatever it is that he does during the day; i, however, had a holiday off from school, and was damn glad for that.

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Bat Bully's Lesson Continues

whatever the game was. the bat pushed through the crowd, walking right up to the rat with his ass hanging out of ripped pants.

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