A
weekend at Alice's cabin
By
Strega
“Ever
ask her out?”, Jim said in between bites of sandwich. The wolf
sitting across from him coughed and almost spit out his drink.
“Alice?
No way. She likes her alone time.”
'I
saw her looking at you. She wants some wolf meat in her diet.”
Bill
winced and Jim grinned. “C'mon, you know you'd hit that. You're
twice her size, she'd be-”
“Look
Jim, let me give you some advice. Leave it alone. Alice may look,
but she doesn't touch. Not me,
Alice's cabin (werewolf vore, digestion, scat)
By: Strega
Favorited: 8 years ago
BOOBIN HOOD
by Bitter
***
"Arise, evildoer!"
"Gwunh?"
replied Gretchen.
"I say arise,
evildoer! Your reckoning is upon you!"
Gretchen reluctantly
attempted to obey the squeaky, chipper voice's demand. She didn't
really want to; it was the dead of night and the alcohol was sitting
on her like a heavy blanket (not that Gretchen knew what it was like
to sleep under a heavy blanket; she slept nude and exposed). But she
was being spoken to, and she was being spoken to in
Boobin Hood (F/F)
By: Bitter
Favorited: 8 years ago
