Latex Lore Chapter 3: The Pop-Marked Man
"i eat latex. anything rubber or latex-made that you have. balloons, gloves, raincoats - anything of the sort. just not tires. i can't stand the taste of tires of any kind. do you have anything?" my expression fell slightly. "i'm not sure.
One for the Road - Go-Go Juice
Cody looked down at the food, and rubbed a paw through the fluff of his nape, pausing as he brushed the collar of the latex shirt hidden under his hoodie. "guess i'm not used to that yet," he replied.
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Consider supporting my patreon where every $1 goes towards creating stories like this for you full-time link to patreon: https://www.patreon.com/derekthedragon ignara obediently stepped into the latex mitts as her mistress, lily, pulled them over her paws
Safe Harbor (3/3)
Even with his rubber skin starting to shift and the occasional swell of the white and red latex that was his skin could be seen the only thing that was on his mind was getting out of the forest.
The Dangers of Wearable Technology Part 5
Before he could sink too far into his revenge fantasies; however, he saw the rubber gasmask of the jackal appear in front of him and inform him it was time to go.
Soapy Eyes
I keep playing your part But it's not my scene Won't this plot not twist? I've had enough mystery. - **Jack Johnson - Sitting, Waiting, Wishing** The water cut out about halfway through her shampooing. "Great," Anisa growled. "Marcie, the pipes...
Trolling for a Costume
The rubber fit onto his legs perfectly, there was no catching as he slid it up, allowing the cool rubber to rest there as he stood up again and pulled the crotch of the suit over his underwear.
Spreading the Shine Further (1/2)
It was five rubber creatures against two though and it didn't take long before the sabertoothed vulcanthropes had managed to bind them up, the latex straps integrating with their own powerful forms to make sure that they couldn't escape.
New Threads: Halloween pt.3
He fell backwards, his own latex-coated body now in a state of excited flux; tendrils of crimson latex flowed and crawled over him.
Hot Air Balloon Act 2
Quickly spinning the slightly smaller beast around and tossing him at the latex one!
Can't Hold Us
The latex one huffed as the air expanded his belly outwards with quite a bit of strength. pressing that soft shiny rubber against the bound dragon's muzzle and tongue and hearing him purr loudly while whining.
A crocodile on your back
Her skirt, made out of the same pvc material as her boots, seemed to scream in agony with each step. i was no expert in measurements, but even i knew that her hips were in the nineties. maybe even in the hundreds. (i won't deny that i'm an ass man.)