Don't Spoil a Pet!
He didn't have to worry about getting burned, being a fire-type, but cooking grease did no favors for his soft fur. > > rolly seemed more than eager about the meal his master was preparing, but chica's focus was divided.
Snacktime with Gale
Guest appearance by https://www.furaffinity.net/user/galefierre poor little guy's tied up, and looking pretty tasty. and the dragon looks pretty eager to indulge in his breakfast :9 contains soft vore, teasing, very light bondage, and macro/micro themes hot
A day at work
This sitting about all finished just not uploaded aparently from 26/10/2010 xd all well here we are then i suppose, my first pliable micro story following a day at work for matt that goes slightly wrong ummmm it has some pliable micro stull, some soft
Five Gulps and it's Game Over
The inside of the creature was soft and pliable, but also sticky and wet. with another slurp, the goomba enveloped berserker's lower body, and some of his abdomen down into its odd stomach. "i said let go!"
Fanboys Squirm the Best
His forked tongue played around the pikachu's soft fur, gathering the taste of sweat and fear. bardok's powerful throat muscles pulled his prey in with ease, having done so to other meals many times before.
Sarah and the Glutton Gryphon
The elder hadn't lied about the madam's voice; it was indeed soft and alluring. "madam ginger, the rapax group has arrived."
Master Viper's secret prison
Like a soft hand her loose jaws snapped shut around du's wide head and her sharp teeth sank between his scales, locking his head in her mouth. du was stronger than viper but the nerve strike left him slow to respond.
Monstrous Appetite
Instead, he found himself giggling softly to himself as he stared down at the bite mark missing from the cookie. "heheh... that tasted terrible."
Saving the Spirit !~(Suprise Easter Special!) Cracking a Hard Shell
NOTES: Happy Easter guys! I wanted to provide some comedic relief for y'all. This happens about a decade before the last chapter. Enjoy! Crowley was painting a blood-red pentagram egg when Aziraphale's digigrade leg bumped the wooden table, shaking...
Game Night
The slamming of the door meant hope for the mice; it also meant terror. Amplified by the glass that enclosed them, it caused the leaves to rustle and the pond's clear waters to stir. It made them stir, too. One by one they emerged from their wooden...
The Night-watch
He tugged his trusty cap from thin air to snug tight on his soft head, and similarly drew a base-ball bat to paw.
1000 Words: Apex Predator
Its soft jaws grip her neck, holding her helpless despite her struggles. no, not yet! where was her mother? it can't end like this, she is supposed to hunt the wild beasts of the plains!