Outcast Planet: Shooting Star
It didn't help that vulpeculans already had a musky scent that could easily become unpleasant if it wasn't taken care of. i spent all my strength in holding him back.
Ceryx Expedition Species Log #2: Royals (Addendum article#1)
The musk potent enough to stain a victims senses and make them utterly subservient. eager for breeding or even simple contact. in little time our agent became entirely complacent and obedient.
The Collision Part 2: Day in the "Jungle"
Darius' scent was musky but with an earthy high note, and a white aurora. the nurse had a musky sweet scent with a little bit of spice thrown in the mix, and a brown and green aurora.
Police Dog, Part 2
As he calmed down from his formerly frantic state, he began to be consciously open to sensory data, and he was quickly overwhelmed by jack's intense musk and... _body odor_?
Just A Normal Summer
The scars across his face show how much combat he had been in, oddly you just notice the musk lingering around them when you unintentionally breathe and it poking your deepest desire.
Satisfied
What had once been a svelte and clean body capable of many things athletic was now a musky mound of lethargic blubber.
+Stealth
Large chalice, is filled to the brim with werewolf cum as well >you none to gently place the overflowing cum bowl down and storm off to find a pond or stream or any water >the 2 wolf anthros are meanwhile going mad from the concentrated wolf musk
Stink Fun 3 Family is hell...but they love you anyway...
"of course i do, now get ready to go make breakfast musk-boy." mikey commanded before taking his towel and throwing over his broad shoulder and walking his nude canine ass out of the room.
Hausfrau
Felicia blushed and averted her eyes; something about tom's scent, that earthy musk, stirred something inside the former male. her loins grew warm and needy, yet she felt anxious. something was wrong but what was it?
Russell and Bruce: Homecoming
Bruce licked his chops, relishing the musky taste as russell pulled his hand back from the tiger's maw.
Ch 4. By Dawn We Meet Again
His blood iced over, heart jolting as the person behind leaned forward, brushing their coarser cheek fur against his silkier own, musk now permeating the cedar scent _but...what if it really isn't another dream..._ he buried his face in those familiar arms
George the Jungle Man
It was hard to pinpoint when exactly they started, but all i knew was when i got a whiff of turtek's musky scent - or any animal's for that matter - or caught sight of his meat stick, i would get the strangest feeling in my groin, like my stomach dropped and