Excerpt: Relics, Rabbits and Tuscan Reds - Roar Volume 6
Relics, rabbits, and tuscan reds by slip wolf i have a seat at the cafe and order a frizzante water, recorder hid under a napkin as i wait.
Reality Slip Ch1: Not the best start Preview
Why is it that most humans have a tendency to fight to survive no matter how hopeless a situation may seem? even with a world seemingly against them they will fight down to the last breath. This fact was unknown to the inhabitants of Na'rill as they...
A Life Worth Living - Chapter 3 - Slip of the Mind
#3 of a life worth living a life worth living - chapter 3 - slip of the mind a new character is introduced here. hopefully all of you aren't uber confused because as it goes on it makes more sense.
Reality slip Ch 2 – Stuff the rabbit hole take the car
Opening the door from my bedroom to the livingroom, the phone slips from my hand as before me is a seemingly endless dark void.
A Size Too Small
Katrina started to stammer and then let out a cry as the finger gentle slipped into her body. "ahh!"
A Good Neighbor
He asked, slipping his thumb into his muzzle. "princess, of course. because little heather is a princess, isn't she?" heather nodded, her thumb still in her muzzle until the vixen replaced it with a white pacifier.
The Dragoness's Hunger
She growled around him, her belly rumbling again as the tip of his tail starting to slip inside. dalin was starting to cry as his shoulders slip into her muzzle. "please raidy, please, don't eat me! please? please!" he begged.
Tales of the Shop Keeper: Little Shop of Horsecock
Once he was suitabely lube up he started to press a finger into himself, arching as it slipped in easily and without resistance.
A Spare in the Trunk: Part II
Her bad leg caught her and she slipped on the soap. jack grabbed for her, slipping as he tried to stop her head from hitting the tub. as he caught her his elbows banged against the inside while his stomach hit the outside, knocking the went out of him.
Ocean depths part 1
"guy needs to do the laundry more," he slipped the shirt on. it was a swamp green, a bit baggy for him but he found it to be comfortable nonetheless. not as if he would ever be going out in it. he slipped on the boxer and pajama bottoms.
It's Not All About the Knot [1]
Time slipped away and he dove into the creative process, letting himself slip into a zombie-like autopilot as he scanned concept sheets, stamping approvals or dismissals with a furious thump of his proofing stamp.
4-4-25 [Sketch]
Then again the leopard shifted, slipping his finger back out but keeping his paw in place.