Prequel to How Do We Humans
She smiled and waved her hand at him as he stood there awkwardly before going up to the pole. the second a testicle touched the pole though, he squealed and jumped away. he hated being a human. "fuck this shit," he screeched as he ran away.
Snivy and the Pole
She strolled her way back to the pole, turning her body around to it and beginning to grind her ass against the pole.
The Flag Pole
They carried him to the flag pole and hooked his underwear on it and pulled the rope to pull him upwards. as frank reached the top of the 13 feet flag pole the two furs that put him on the pole ran off.
Pole Dancing
Jacen reached up to grasp the pole rising out of the center of the table and he looked over his shoulder coyly at the horse as he climbed up the pole hand over hand, face sliding up the cool metal, eyes telling his customer that was how he'd love on a nice
The Mounting Pole
Ahastar slowly woke, not wanting to wake, wanting to be dead far more than anything else. He tried to move, slowly shifting his body as to not elicit too much pain from his sore and aching being. As his leg slowly shifted, the slight twitching of his...
Workin' Poles
Ink gave the canine a sassy wink before returning to the pole and slowly deposited the twenty into his panties in full view of the crowd. before he knew it, his time was up.
The North Pole
This time the prompt was "what happens in the north pole after christmas?" and well, my mind got fixed on a certain idea for this one. have fun and enjoy!
Pole for a Polecat
"come now, pepe, 'e was born to be a skunk shaft, a cat to be a pole for a polecat, as eet were." pitu leaned forward, putting both his hands on the bedding between himself at the feline.
Working the Pole
Her hand grasped onto the jackal's pole, and she was now owning the dark canine's rightful space, rotating around the pole and intruding upon the jackal with a fanciful pirouette.
A Venture North
"this is the north pole and i am santa claus. saint nick will work as well." "saint nick? the one from the poems and stories?"
Fireman’s Slippery Pole
**fireman's slippery pole** **\*** i still felt a bit odd after seeing matt, a bit...i'm not quite sure how to spell it out, really, but it kinda unsettled me enough that when i heard to clatter of keys and smelled the scent of a freshly showered lion, i
The New North Pole
We are the new north pole for those of a queer persuasion. everyone has the right to believe in jack frost, the krampus, even santa clause.