“Don’t walk away from me, I’m talking to you!”
Valerie the white-furred wolfess lets out a sigh, lowering her bow as the bird that was hidden in the trees flutters away. “Is this a hunting trip, or a complaining trip?” she replies to the gruff male voice emanating from behind her.
The source of said voice, a tall, muscular black wolf name Jace, emerges from the brush a few feet behind her. “I brought you out here so I could ask you about Keisha. The fa

A city street in the middle of the day; a place thousands of pedestrians pass through, most of which blend into the crowd, with the occasional outlandish individual who tends to draw the eyes of the crowd and stick in one’s memory. Today, a lovely

Luxray

lady was one such individual.






The first and foremost reason she stuck

A
rhythmic squeak,
squeak sounds
out among the trees, accompanied by heavy thumping steps. Titania the
orca stomps through the foliage, clearly not making any attempt at
stealth. She carries a net in one hand and a trident in the other;
stylized tools intended for hunting which have evidently yielded no
results. The orca lady’s irritated gaze wanders down to her
extraordinarily plump and round breasts and the way the latex top
she’d been given squeezes them together, producing little squeaks

It’s
been several days since anyone’s gotten a proper bite to eat, and
the atmosphere is growing tense! Each team seems to be holing up,
gathering their resources and building their strength. A few brief
encounters have resulted in one or both parties running away, not
looking to risk themselves in a fight. The preds from Areas 1 and 2,
however, are growing restless! They have now teamed up in an effort
to chase down and eliminate the weaker contestants taking shelter in
the shadows of the w

Acacius
the blue fox shlic yawns as he reclines on the branch of a tree. The
viscous-looking fox hums to himself as his goopy tail wags below. He
quiets down, counting to himself slowly as he awaits the sunrise. As
the first few birds of the forest begin to chirp, the sun peeks over
the distant horizon. The line of trees drops off abruptly into a
wide, open valley. Like a basin, it runs into a rather impressive
flowing river. The fox shivers against the humid morning dew. Much
more aware of his

“Shall
we go as we planned before?”
The blue fox anthro
looks to his companion, a black jackal girl; each of their bodies are
unnaturally smooth, almost transparent, like a water balloon filled
with colored syrup. The female finishes cramming the unfortunate wild
rabbit down into the space between her tits, directly entering her
gooey stomach region from her upper chest.
“Mmff…”
she moans as the creature settles into her belly, squirms for a few
moments, then goes silent. “I get hung

Where
did she go..?
Tayler
the bunny, dressed in simple cloth pants and a vest, creeps through
the foliage, attempting to stay low while scanning his surroundings.
So far, nothing but indistinguishable trees in any direction. He had
been walking the same direction- or attempting to walk the same
direction, as it was difficult to maintain his bearings among the
dense trees- for almost twenty minutes in search of his partner, and
his mind was beginning to buzz with worry.
She
told me to wait for

A
high-tech, circular elevator arrives at the bottom floor with an
electric whoosh,
followed
by the doors sliding open silently. A tall but skinny black-furred
weasel girl and a smaller fennec boy timidly step forth, escorted by
large, armed guards in black uniforms on either side. The youthful
pair of anthros are both dressed in ratty, torn and work-worn leather
clothes; the weasel with a pair of goggles around her neck, their
lenses stained an ashy grey from extended exposure to smoke.
“Kel

The
evening grows late and the sky is dark, ominous and cloudy. On the
outer walls of a proud stone castle, a dusky blue figure clings to
the almost perfectly smooth stone surface. Looming shadows and rain
obscure her figure against the stone, making her nearly
indistinguishable from a distance; the benefits of careful timing.
Monsoona blinks as a sizable raindrop splashes onto her face. For
most, climbing through a rainstorm would be a significant challenge,
but for the well-practiced female Gr

Susan’s attention was once again drawn to the incessant
bouncing of her breasts as she walked through the jungle toward her
lane. The jackaless grunted in irritation, attempting to step more
lightly, even brace an arm under them, but nothing helped, and she
eventually just resigned herself to letting them jiggle freely.
These things are
such an annoyance... how did those two ever get used to this?
Left alone with her
thoughts during her brief walk, the canine acknowledged the fact that
she fel

With five
successive pulses of light, five champions appeared, arranged around
the pedestal. Nasus, Curator of the Sands, stood amongst the four
other members of his spontaneously assembled team. The tall and
imposing jackal anthro stood statue still for several moments. It was
only when he turned toward the direction of the battlefield that he
noticed something very wrong about the way his chest moved.
And now that his attention had been drawn, the physical presence
indicated by his nerves jolt

A soft hum floats among the trees
amidst the soft padding of paws on grass. The Mienshao, Elizabeth,
walks confidently through the wilderness, dressed in form-fitting
pants and a short robe made of thin fabric, which does little to
prevent her plump breasts from bouncing with every step- nor to
decently conceal the unmentionable bulge she keeps down below. Being
a sultry lady with male equipment has certainly led her to some...
interesting scenarios in the past. A sizable traveling bag is
strapp