Hypno Skunk
"now i see and smell that you have on sweaty socks, take them off and let me smell them." "yes, master stinky, i will let you sniff my socks just as you have ordered, master stinky..." he says as he takes off his socks to give to his new stinky master.
Family Days 19
Heat ran into his cheeks and he began to scratch at his sweaty chest, "sorry...about that," "are you ok?" chris asked, wondering just what they would do if the bear wasn't.
Office Hottie
As he was rather taller than me, i received a face-full of soft, squishy side-moob, made slightly damp by its covering of sweaty shirt.
Rules of Engagement. Chapter Thirteen.
The musky, sweaty fur brushed against charles face wiping away the tears. "we all are." togo just whispered down to him, petting the side of his face as he looked into it once more.
Feeding Dinner
Glaring fluorescent lights, with a huff, his bellybutton turned to an outie, and the hyena chuckle "ding... all done" he licked his lips and teeth and wrapped his clawed hand around the lions meaty ankle. pulling the creaking sweat-pants off and allowing the sweaty
Doodle Story: Slight Nuisance
The sweaty canine started to pant and exhaled as he slowly sat up and sighed. the muscular rottweiler wiped some of the sweat from his forehead before he glanced up ahead and sighed with frustration.
FLASH Story 1: The Otter and The Hound (pt.1)
Ronnie started his practice like any other: tossing footballs through tires, running laps, doing sprints, other exercises, and getting hot and sweaty.
I want you closer
Each squat burned, the weights he carried barely slipped his sweaty, feathered hands, his sharp talons scratched the mat flooring of the gym area; but he kept going. lifting provided relief, but one squat remained, only one; he couldn't give up.
Wrapped Up - Commission for joKen
He had gotten home after a long and hard day at work, exhausted and sweaty, wanting nothing more but to fall down onto the bed and pass out.
Snack Attack
Charlie and jackie held hands and skipped over to the bus stop where the sweaty redneck was rubbing a pair of large blue furred junk, not even bothering to put it away.
That Gay Goth Dog: CHAPTER 17: Band Life (part one)
Wait, you smell musky and sweaty, so ill just take it as you worked hard." he chuckled and hit my as with his tail. a smirk appeared on his muzzle and he nuzzled my arm. "i always work hard, you know that."
All I Want...
She was sweaty...like really sweaty and my arm was now moist with her epidermic excrement. i pulled the tail of my shirt up to use as a rag and wipe the sweat away, but no sooner that i had done that did i hear someone behind me start to whistle at me.