[Commission] Prehistoric Podiatric Idolatry 2: The Quest
More primal. although covered in the mud and dust of the land, there was something godly. and in his primitive mind something began to click. these beasts were more than just beasts. they were touched by something magnificent. something sacred.
The Primal One
The priest cowered in fear as the stanger approached him; "i believe the victims that i kill should always know the name of he who sent them to their graves, i am shade mao" the priest looked at him with a new face of horror "the primal one!"
Primal Urges
She always liked when shadow acted all primal in bed. now that was all she could think about. apparently the beast sensed this. he became quiet and got closer to her. ally braced herself for his jaws, but he simply sniffed her.
Primal Passion
"looks like primal passion," sorsha replied with no effort to hide her bitter anger. "it takes your animal traits and magnifies it several fold, with added amazon strength for fun.
The Passions of the Primal
She could hear his voice, or rather one of his voices, hissing and growling with primal passion as they raced through the jungle amidst their wild chase.
Primal: Pilot
Angry cursing and the sound of splitting plants broke the near silence of the forest. Birds scattered and smaller animals retreated into the burrows and hides as Ahkiri came crashing through the undergrowth, frantically waving a wooden club at the...
A Primal Arrangement
The sun began to rise on the misty veils of the forest and the clan that dwelled within it, the elves within already busy with their daily tasks. It was the time that their land yielded the most bounty before the chill of winter set in, and though it...
Primal Breakdown
Some sort of animal is pacing impatiently within my being getting fed up with its imprisonment; frustrated as i am emotionally about my personal predicament, a deep desire to growl with this primal entity; a longing to test claws and fangs tearing into
Primal Passion
Weights seemed to be lifted as Rodney drank his late night coffee. If the raccoon knew who had created coffee then he'd build a shrine in their honor. All he needed was one cup, one cup and he could get back to his research at close to top proficiency....
Primal Traditions
Rolling onto my back, i stared at the ceiling of my room trying to think of anything except his toned body and the primal need to feel him inside me. almost without thinking i found my hands reaching between my legs.
Primal Passion
_2008 Gren Drake_ _I actually wrote this a couple of ways after I wrote_ Grooming Session_, I just forgot to post it. So now, without further delay, the story:_ Re Vataen stood, his limbs trembling slightly. The supper spread from which he...
Primal Instinct
Fearful that my primal instincts might take hold again. **chapter 02: my inquiries** time seemed to stand still.