Birds of a Feather
Jack grinned through the raptor lady's glare as he stated the obvious.
Jurassic Porn (remade)
The fox took his moment to look at the nude body of the purple, and looked over at the other raptor ladies and noticed their bodies are quite the same; tender pair of fruit-like breasts and a worthy hips.
Holes
Curiosity bubbled in the raptor lady's eyes as jack set the gerthtrude on an autopilot routine, slow and lumbering to avoid the traffic that flit around her bulky fuselage. "come on, i'll give you a quick tour first."
Twisted Space
"i keep hearin' shit… can't tell where it's comin' from…" air wheezed from the raptor lady as more and more weight fell upon her, her tail wrapping around the mechanic's leg as the lift dinged its final descent.
Stripped Bolts and Leaking Lines
Jack leaned away but the damage had been done, the raptor lady's spit running down his face in thick rivulets.
Serving Detention in the Dean's Womb [WS/Scat]
The raptor lady had dropped her coffee on the floor, a pool of coffee spread underneath the table. both of them had completely evacuated themselves.
Battle Stations
More often than not, other pilots would hail the raptor lady just to chat and chase away the loneliness of hours or days behind the stick… but this wasn't some minor request, it was a priority ping. "jack?"
Live by the Roark, Die by the Roark
A bite was the mechanic's reward, the skin of his neck turning red from the raptor lady's fangs. "yeowch, and after i bought you food!" a smile spread across jack's face as he rubbed the affected spot. "what, you still hungry?"
Parade
Jack's mechanical arms whirred as he scooped the raptor lady into a tight hug. "to the stars." love like oil, end of act one
Adult Conversations
A longing warble left her throat that was returned with an unsure sigh from the far end of the line, whoever had the misfortune of answering her call sounding just a tad more tired than the raptor lady herself.
Serving Detention in the Dean's Womb
The raptor lady had dropped her coffee on the floor, a pool of coffee spread underneath the table. geffa ignored the brain scrambled staff and walked out of the student office into the halls. "guess you were really scared!" said geffa.
ND9 - A Lady Raptor's 'Meal'
## **A Lady Raptor’s ‘Meal’** Written by: Screpter Date: 09/11/2025 **Content Warning** : vore (oral), willing prey, unsure predator, endosoma The air of her home was comfortably warm, contrary to the fact that it lay in the...