Dog Training [Commission]
Sue opened her eyes again and blinked a few times to clear the sweat dripping down over long lashes, the racehorse’s breathing still measured in rhythm with what she knew from experience was the proper pace. It had long since become something of a...
Don't Picnic In Cow Pastures (Part 2)
Characters: chloe the cow, male pov reader fetishes/warnings: dominant feral, dubcon, farting, femdom, human on talking feral, hyperscat, scat, watersports, heavy scatplay including dirty rimming, drinking piss, and eating scat.
Some Serious Drunken Fun
For ass, jon decided, when the tongue really rolled in circles around his hole and forced it to open, which probably made some of the booze to escape but jon couldn't exactly tell among the sexy sensations and the slurping noises that accompanied the dirty rimming
Iggy's Met Match
Basking in the nasty smell, gave a slow lick with his fat tongue, slathering the dirty rim in his spit. right after he wasted no time pressing it right in, exposing his taste buds to the mix of spicy and bitter tones that lined the dog's passage.
Stable Relationship [PWYW]
Perry shifted one paw in his pocket and the other along the strap of the bag over his shoulder, the ice-cat trying to look as nonchalant as possible while he walked – and deliberately slowed his pace near the fence bordering the horse pasture. One ear...
[Commission] The Making of a Broodmare: Part 3 - Learning His Place
As he stared at the winking, dirty rim, heat burning in his cheeks and groin even as he gagged at the sight, caristos let out a low, soft whine. "sniff it, little brother. smell under my tail, just like you always did in the nest."
Don't Picnic In Cow Pastures (Part 3)
Characters: chloe the cow, male pov reader fetishes/warnings: dominant feral, dubcon, farting, femdom, human on talking feral, hyperscat, scat, watersports, heavy scatplay including dirty rimming, drinking piss, and eating scat. part 3 of 3 .
Spoils of War
The husky held onto the idea that the dragon was just winding him up, the dirty rimming was one thing but this was another level of horrible! he couldn't really go through with this, well, that's what the canine hoped.
The Mayan Sacrifice
Part of him still thought it was dirty, rimming a gryphon yet he didn't care about it anymore, instead pressing his face into his master's rear, his tongue delving as far as possible to get the stronger, darker musk.