Surprised, i quickly grabbed one of its legs before it could sprint off again, and i pulled backwards against it, pulling it off of its feet. once again, it pulled itself out of my grip, and i pounced on it.
Fanfiction, Pikachu, Pokemon
it's only fifty feet away and it's a big, heavy bear, pitch black of fur save for its brown muzzle. its legs are as thick as a fat man's thighs and its paws are each bigger than your head. it must weigh at least five hundred pounds.
Bear, Feral, POV, Vore (soft)
Only the expectation of what it believed it deserved while still offering the deference it believed he deserved for being the one who had cared for and raised it. his snake had developed its ego in a very big way, it seemed. yet wasn't blinded by it.
Ascention, Dragonien, Growth, Macro, Pokemon, Snake, Weight Gain, giga, lugia, mega, sentience
it was very thin, now. it would probably be dead, but a guide couldn't die, not until you did. so it just lay with its tail over its nose. it didn't get up and walk around anymore, but still pel couldn't be rid of it.
Coyote, Fantasy
Allow it enough in the appropriate moment, give it a clear signal that there is a reward waiting, make it crave for it and it will prove to you that it deserves the prize.
Cynder, Dragon, Dragoness, Emotional, Fantasy, Legend Of Spyro, Massage, Mild Romance, Spyro, Story Progression, Story Series
'well, that's the most important thing, isn't it?'
'yes... so... there you have it...'
'it couldn't have been easy for you to tell me...'
'no, it sure wasn't... but i'm so glad you take it well...'
Bisexual, Ceylan, Character Development, Clean, Drama, Female, Gortoz A Ran, Lesbian, Love, MrGimp21, Nikki, Otter, Romance, Story Progression, Story Series, life
it didn't seem to stand like a normal animal, i couldn't quite place it but it was taller, more upright, and while it came forward towards me on all fours i couldn't help but observe that it seemed that it was coming at me in that fashion simply to bring it
No-Yiff, Transformation
Fuzzy half-way met it ... still half-way looking at the road. "it was okay."
"it was dry."
a chuckle.
"the punch had raspberry sherbet in it ... it was okay." pause.
Lion, Mouse
it jerked and spasmed inside his hand, every muscle going rigid all at once, its mouth yawning wide in a silent scream, exposing its bloody little buckteeth. even more blood, its own this time, came pouring out of its throat and dribbled down its neck.
Ander, Clean, Fox, Novel, Serial, Story, Wolf
He lifted it up, and there, staring at him with empty, weak eyes, was the robin chick. it made the weasel kit shiver to look at it. it just looked so unhealthy. its feathers were falling off of it in clumps, and its little eyes were sunken into its head.
Character Development, Cub, Death, Horror, Plot Development, Psychological, Story Progression, Torture (moderate), Violence, Weasel