Lovin' A Feline Chapter 3
He had been curious about that since, other than that brief period, she had always had pink fur. katt's expression fell and she looked down at her plate.
Quiet Exceptions
Longed to run his paws all down her back, to squeeze her soft, pink-furred rump-cheeks. longed to hug her tight and never let her go. longed to fuse their bodies together, to get inside her. to sow her. that's what he wanted.
The Cub Trade
Snowpaw teased, a hand sneaking into the back of the pink-furred rabbit's panties. "say it. i want you to say it." "d...daddy...?"
Chapter 1: The Nightmare Begins
It's a pink furred young girl vixen with purple hair and a purple fur tip tail. her dress has blood splattered on it and she seems to be dragging an unusually large medical syringe. her other hand is holding a large lolly-pop.
A Better Agent (Princess Carolyn TF TG)
pink fur grew all over his head as his hair retreated into his scalp. a strand of fur became gelled up inbetween his ears. his eyebrows thinned out greatly as they became downturned.
A Patch of Pink
The pink-furred bat stopped the squirrel from saying or thinking anything more. kissing him. their breaths flared out through their noses, turning to vapor. both of them wet with drizzle.
A hares race
John leaned over her legs hiding new feet and legs that was now growing pink fur. jackey was still looking passionately at john as his member presented itself.
Misplaced Guilt
'roxy' forgot to throw away a can of his spray on pink fur dye.
Our Waltzing Days
I wanna be useful, or ... it's not fair that you should have to go, and ... " "field ... " adelaide, bare, carnation-pink fur matted, paused in the bedroom doorway.
The Necron
Abby; the pink furred vixen was kerrics mate who had a deep love for him after she lost against him in a fight, the other one was angel who was a good friend of theres and because of her kind nature she checked on zeng while allowing linda to stay at his side
Breakfast in Bed
This meant his head and arms were resting atop a mass of pink fur, sloshing violently every time another pump flooded in.
A Gift That Keeps On Giving
The vines are coming to life again, and i can see one of them beginning to creep toward his tailhole, sneaking past the soft tufts of white and pink fur to massage at the tight pucker.