Raven Wolf - Book 03 - Chapter 03
He takes the photos from her beginning to line them out so they were in order of the story they were trying to show, he telling it to her as he points out the pictures one by one.
(Old) Emerald Secrets Chapter 13
The dwarf continued to laugh, stashing some of the pictures into her pack. “found it!" lyndis shouted, holding up a palm sized brown stone.
Unintentional Escape (Astro Kitty TF/TG)
He went around the parking lot, looking for nice cars to take pictures of. he found a few, but not nearly enough that he wanted. kevin spotted a nice mustang, and went to get his camera ready.
Identity: Chapter Fifty
He pictured himself kneeling in front of the coyote, the ring in his paw, felt his tail give a wag, and smiled.
Counting Marks
Turning from his own visiage, bruno looked at the pictures on the wall. most of them were of young bears, smiling adoringly. each of these was a clamshell picture frame.
Trample under wolf paws
Warning: this story will include, violence, fetish, trample, +15 (age limit may vary by state), all content is only fancy, pictures are not mine, at the end of the story is written by the author of the image and link to his web .
Dragon's Paladin: Chapter 5
“me mum came home with a pretty book, full of pictures. it looked like a fairy tale, and…i love these kind of books, sir. they make me happy!” she said, putting her hands together. “what kind of pictures did it have in it?”
Rosetta's Plan
picturing me killing people is sexy? never heard that before." he filled two glasses and handed one to rosetta, "but i guess everyone's got something. i think."
What It's About
"those pictures," the meerkat pursued. "you're telling me they're popular?" "lot of hits, at least. we seem to get good comments from a lot of furs. one called us his 'golden couple'."
Stalked love
I saw more pictures of him and yet all his freaking pictures have him with sunglasses! i swear if this is the guy i am going to freaking smack him around.
City of Light Chapter 21: Shattered
He looked up to his room, or at least where he pictured his room to be. he imagined the sleeps would be a lot more lonesome.
Silver Lining (Chapter 3)
\>pictures and postcards clutter her side like a scrapbook page, beating back the cold, dull iron and pinning it behind a net of colorful paper and cellophane tape.