The Power Of Science!
**Lucas stepped out of his jet black 08 Bentley Brooklands after pulling into Neo-Nature Labs parking lot. It had began raining, wearing the clothes he wore since yesterday as he was nearly late for work. Lucas signed as he bean walking towards the...
Black Thunder
**A bird sitting in a tree was looking over the** **neighborhood**** while searching for a mate. Despite the setting sun, it was still very hot. There isn't been any rain in a few weeks with **** neighbors **** watering their lawns to...
Ch. I: So long Sergeant Saber
"i don't want to die, but now, i'm can't even have kids," says male buff puma. "he smashed my junk. he made me black out a bit after shoving this metal pipe up my ass." there's a click sound from behind sergeant saber.
W.W.C - Mistletoe
, muscular for his youth with his fluffy grey tail came over to me and asked 'what's wrong?'
Public Enemies: Meet the Characters
, muscle of the gang, age 25, fur: brown, eyes: black, height: 6ft 9 inches, weapons: winchester model 1897 'trench gun' 12 gauge, smith and wesson 38 revolver, brass knuckles, bounty $15,000) 'butcher knife' ralphy (see above) (weapons: tommy gun, colt 380
Power of Legends 3
Hank immediately noticed about twenty male, muscle bound lions surrounding the throne. they were laying in a heap, all of them wearing loincloths. milling about the room were other males of various size, shape, and species.
The Last Resort Story - Prologue (text)
There were three of them; all of them male, muscular, dressed in uniformly dark wetsuits and each carrying a board. these were storm surfers. touring adrenaline junkies that were a breed apart from the sun-seeking beach-bums.
Phil and James: Air-Plane
James nestled into the older male's strong arms, enjoying the tight spooning. "i think i got used to it." he lifted his head and kissed phil on the lips, who smiled sweetly and reciprocated. phil climbed out of bed and padded into the bathroom.
The horse's slave
Maximus was covered in strong stallion muscle, his body nearly a masterwork of male muscle. his body flexed and bulged as he walked around the crates, each one with a human slave in it. the humans were quiet, well trained.
My Dreams and wishes: Late night
Tenke's hands moved over the male's muscular back, feeling the muscles work under anki's thickly furred pelt. without another moment's pause, anki lifted tenke's legs and rest them on his shoulders. "i missed you last night, foxie."
In Service
Kneeling down, the feline's nostrils flared as he took in that familiar musk of the male. strong. dominant. the scent of a mortal god - or was he in fact immortal? he'd lived for longer than any civilisation, but he never did comment on it.
Danny's Autos: Part One
A little taller than her, not by much, though, and he's a big boy. muscled. dresses terribly, god - a tracksuit? in a bar? but muscled, and broad, and his arms are really thick, with the nicest of grey fur... yes, she thinks. yes, she'll have him.