Mental Regression Weekend [1]
The stress pervading the household had transfigured into anxiety. After weeks of stress had hit a threshold and made member of the house snap and drop into a feralistic haze, therapy was needed. After everyone had came out of that haze, it was...
Hedging Your Bets
C: The gryphon never undertakes a trip intended with a focus primarily on business without at least some pleasure involved, flown in by potential clients, he's been wined, dined, treated to a show, but they've somehow sussed out (or, more...
Delayed Debt
D: Ophelia waved her chicks goodbye as they left for school before closing the door and crossed the small apartment toward the kitchen. She sighed at the stack of overdue bills burdening the countertop, deciding not to think about it as she cleaned up...
Earning His Tip
D: Sarah sighed impatiently, the older woman directing the movergryph where to _actually_ put their belongings. To say she was a bit of a bitch was no lie; her eloquent royal blue feathers having been professionally preened, sharp black talons...
Dirt In The Park
In a way" he responded with, putting his focus on the barely-clothed feral before him, other distractions out of his mind for now shook her head just saying nicely. "nah... just admiring is all" she stated giggling and just smiling warmly at him.
SWAT Kats: Joining a Pride, Ch 9
Tendaji said, nuzzling his mate's neck then soaping a wash cloth. feral sighed and leaned on his forearms against the shower wall as his mate gently washed his body, paying particular attention to the areas that had been abused.
BEYOND THE SHADOW OF THE MOON, Ch 20 & 21
T-bone twitched and his cock began to fill out and tighten against his clothing. feral licked his lips and reached under the boxer to touch the hot, hard member . . . squeezing and rubbing it up and down in his fist.
SWAT Kats: The Art of Being Naughty, CH 21-30
He was dumped on the bed and stripped of his clothes. feral was just coming around when he felt the powerful gray tom drop down on him, his cock hard and ready to rape the dancer.
Namiya's Dragon Milk Bar
Too tired to observe the scene with a careful eye, they didn't notice the improbable prevalence of dragon traits among the patrons, nor the disproportionate number of long, barely-clothed, feral-shaped dragons with eight breasts and large packages.