The smell of Love part 2
Sammy looked around the wonderful looking room, small, wooden tables littered the middle of the floor. The Setter wasn't sure what to make of it as he was slowly steered by the large wolf behind him towards a table near the bar, sitting him down. "Now...
The Smell of Love, the real part 3
Sammy awoke the next morning with a soft yawn, stretching her arms wide she blinked her eyes multiple times to clear her fogged vision. Sammy's bed was slightly strewn from her play time with her "Toys." The Irish setter sat up, noticing the only...
The smell of love 3
Sammy took a teetering step back, blushing deeply as she held her paw over her muzzle staring at Alastor whom sat back in his chair with an abashed look on his face, nonetheless content with what he had just done. "M-M-Mr. Alastor, y-y-you, I mean I."...
The smell of love.
Sam, or Sammy as he was used to going by, never really understood why his mother never approved of his lifestyle choices; particularly the one where he enjoyed dressing in girls clothing. Sammy never understood why he loved his feminine clothes so...
Sugar Rush part 4
Kody moaned ever so softly as she let her tongue slide and press against her new friends warm, wet mouth. Kody let her paw slowly slide from the curve under Maggy's arms, sliding down her perfect waist and down her silken smooth thigh, pulling her...
Sugar Rush part 3
After Kody and Maggy had finally allowed their erections time to die down, they both gathered up all their bags and books, slowly making their way out the classroom and down the large hallway, which at this point was relatively empty. After a short...
Sugar Rush Part 2
As Kody walked through the large and open archway, she smiled at all the familiar settings such as the lockers, the tile floor which was always mopped spotless and the very highly decorated ceilings. Kody always enjoyed the fact that her mother sent...
Sugar Rush
High School had just started back, and Kody was a tad bit nervous; having experienced so many new changes over spring break. She looked at herself in the mirror, paws running down her rather new feminine thighs and hips; soft, white finger tips...