Willa's Adventure 1
willa ryley happily bleats as she stuffs the final few items into her overstuffed traveling bag. she hefts the thing over her shoulder, feeling the straps weighing down on her wool-coated shoulders.
Willa's Adventure 2
Just as Willa loses hope of escaping the night-time forest, the sheep spies a faint light ahead. Was someone searching for her, or did she find a caretaker of this forest? One of her strange and exotic neighbors, maybe? She takes a deep breath,...
Willa's Adventure
#9 of willa and sinsi willa ryley is a sheep out on a quest--leave the comfort of her home to experience adulthood like she couldn't when she first turned 18.
Willa's Adventure 3
This colossal kitchen could fit Willa's bedroom, kitchen, and dining room inside... with room left over! Stoves, ovens, cabinets, a cutting table, sinks, a microwave built into the wall, a grill, what seems to be two large refrigerators also built into...
Willa's Adventure 4
"Any women," the knowledgeable fox confirms, patiently answering Willa's questions. "Marrying to breed has rules, whereas marrying for love does not; breeding only works if the species are close enough, but pleasure's universal. Though, such lenience...
Willa's Adventure 8
Despite just reaching climax right here in the open, her knees weak and wobbling, her face burning red, Willa realizes that Sinsi is nonplussed, continuing to wash her as if nothing had happened Who is this fox? How can she do these things to...
Willa's Adventure 7
The fox's finger stops to tap Willa's upper lips, their eyes meeting. "For as long as you wish", the fennec vows, "I'm willing to show this world to you and, as you desire it, you to this world." More than her actions, the fennec's...
Willa's Adventure 6
The fox lets Willa believe her toe's casual stroking of the sheep's sex is merely a mistake. Admittedly, the only control this woman-who is half Willa's height and probably weighed a bale or two of hay at best-has over the sheep is spoken word. But...
Willa's Adventure 5
Willa's foxy mistress sits on the bed, looking the sheep in the eyes. "I'll be listening to you, of course," she assures the lamb, "but being on the floor or bed might be your difference between keeping control... and surrendering it." ...