Written for Ahastar: A raptor gets caught trying to steal from a dragon's lair, only to get caught and pay dearly for his tresspass. Contains gratiutitous watersports and trampling.
It was all supposed to be so easy. At least that's what Ahastar had been told before he visited the dragons' lair. He'd be in and out within five minutes and never be seen. That was the idea, at least; he hadn't expected for there to be a dragoness waiting and protecting hir newborn hatchlings. He hadn't expected the dragoness, clearly tired from looking after the half-dozen children, to so quickly launch an attack. He hadn't expected one swipe of hir paw against the side of his head to knock him unconscious.
That was the last thing he could remember before Ahastar awoke to find himself bound tightly and trapped against the floor. His limbs were spread wide by thick leather straps; even his tail had been pulled taut beneath him. Strangely, his mouth was held open with similar restraints; a ring had been added to keep it wide open. The raptor could barely move enough swallow the saliva that had pooled within his mouth. Experimentally, Ahastar tried to move the rest of his body but could merely wiggle upon the ground like a worm. He had no idea why he was bound like this, but the stories he had heard of dragons ruthlessly punishing those who invaded their homes chilled him more than the cold stone floor. He was completely alone in the center of the massive cavern. It was completely silent in the cave; the sound of the half-demon's breathing echoed off the otherwise noiseless chamber.
He had no way of telling how long he lay on the floor there. Ten minutes, ten days... it made no difference. A distant rumbling was the only warning Ahastar had of approaching danger. It felt almost like an earthquake but was upon the ground's surface, not from under the ground. From an entrance directly in front of Ahastar a long line of dragons walked in. There were dozens of them, of varying shapes and sizes; the smallest appeared to be just slightly larger than the raptor, but the largest were nearly triple his size. They were all walking directly toward him, yet apparently disinterested in the raptor bound against the floor. Without even looking down, the dragon leading the line - a jade-colored, anthropomorphic beast - stepped directly on Ahastar's ankles with his left foot. The raptor screeched, but the dragon walked on, his right foot coming down on Ahastar's stomach. His left foot rose again, its heel landing directly on the demon's forehead. The paw twisted roughly against the demon's skull, forcing it painfully to the side, though the straps soon pulled the demon upright again and forced him to watch the rest of the procession.
As the first dragon walked away, a black quadruped took his place. His right foreleg landed squarely on Ahastar's right knee, while the left pushed on the demon's chest, depriving him of air. The left leg just missed Ahastar's nose as the dragon walked forward but the black beast's hindlegs were capable of causing just as much damage. The right slammed into Ahastar's cloaca, causing him to once again scream, though his cries went completely ignored. Even if the dragons cared, they likely couldn't hear Ahastar over the sound of their marching. Moments later, the left hindfoot came down on Ahastar's neck and the middle toe sunk into the demon's throat, making him gag on the unwashed paw's rancind taste. The talon pressed dangerously against his throat as the dragon stepped off and away, leaving the vile taste in Ahastar's muzzle. He couldn't spit it out, but he could swallow. He did, just to let saliva wash some of that taste out of his mouth, but his stomach groaned in protest of the filth that poured into it.
More dragons walked upon with equal disregard. All colors of the rainbow, bronze, silver, and gold, black and white, the parade marched on and over the raptor's body. Though he only had one or two paws on him at any given time, it was still taking quite a toll on his struggling form. His bones strained and muscles ached from having to support tons of weight upon his form, though the impacts against his body were too brief to cause any catastrophic injury. He instead bore the brunt of those dozens of dragons, his once-unblemished white hide stained and bruised.
The last dragon that walked in was a herm, the smallest of the group, perhaps even smaller than Ahastar. Hir scales were white and shimmered with iridescence, while hir wings and fin had a brilliant, rainbow coloration. Shi walked on, standing tall as hir anthroid body structure allowed. Unlike the others, shi looked directly down at the raptor as shi stepped onto him, grinning maliciously as shi deliberately stepped between his legs and onto his cloaca, working hir talons inside and dangerously pressing them right up against his maleness. While Ahastar had previously been squirming and struggling, he went completely still as the dragoness stepped up, attempting to preserve his reproductive abilities for a little while longer. Now confident that the raptor was no longer going to struggle, the dragoness stepped off, letting hir talon tips lightly catch the edge of the raptor's slit to remind him of who was in control.
While the other dragons made their way to the edges of the room, the last dragoness stayed close to the raptor, only taking two steps away before shi turned around. From Ahastar's perspective, shi looked much larger than shi actually was, given that shi loomed just in front of him. The dragoness clicked hir foot talons against the ground, the only noise in the otherwise silent room, those ticks echoing against the stone walls. Shi turned to talk to the other dragons, but the raptor had no comprehension of the dragon's language and couldn't understand a word. The herm's voice steadily grew louder, a crescendo matched by a rising tide of roars and growls from the rest of the dragons in the cavern. By the time shi finished speaking, the sounds were nearly deafening the raptor, echoing for several long seconds even after the reptilians stopped adding to the sound. Upon finishing hir speech, a black dragon came up to the bound raptor, standing above his chest. The male dragon turned around, facing the iridescent dragoness, who simply nodded. That's when things turned from bad to worse for Ahastar.
With little more than a moment's warning, the black dragon reached one claw into his sheath to pull out his shaft. It was a blood-red appendage, quite thick in the dragon's paw. The ebony-scaled anthro dragon aimed himself directly at Ahastar's open muzzle and began to urinate, forcing the raptor to drink. Ahastar's eyes went wide as he tried to spit out the disgustingly bitter fluid, but the straps that held his muzzle open also made it impossible to spit, though he could swallow if he contorted his tongue the right way. It was all he could do not to gag on the fluid; the force alone threatening to trigger his gag reflex. Ahastar swallowed once, then again, as he tried not to vomit the urine back up again. Nearly a liter of the hot fluid burned its way down Ahastar's throat before the stream subsided, allowing the raptor to attempt breathing once again, though his throat still burned from the draconic piss that forced its way into his body.
As Ahastar tried to cough and sputter his airway free, the black dragon walked alongside the intruder's body and positioned himself just beyond the raptor's feet. Again, he stood and waited for a nod from the iridescent hermaphrodite before he did his brutal work, this time by placing his right foot upon Ahastar's legs. The dragon balanced himself carefully upon his paws to distribute his weight evenly, but it was still uncomfortably heavy to the raptor on the ground.
Slowly and deliberately, the ebony reptile lifted his left foot and placed it down just above his right, which brought the dragon's full weight upon Ahastar's fragile legs. The demon cried out in a dire screech, but the dragon just grinned as he felt Ahastar's skeleton deform under the pressure. The right foot rose again and settled down upon Ahastar's thighs; his talons settled close to the bruised cloaca but caused it no further distress. The left foot followed shortly thereafter,and settled down on the raptor's abdomen, the dragon's heel grinding just the upper edge of the raptor's genitals; the half-demon squirmed nervously at the increased weight upon his hips. Watching the raptor squirm gave the black dragon sadistic delight; the beast paused for a moment to simply rock his weight back and forth just to feel the raptor's hips strain and pop, nearly at their limits.
After a moment the dragon moved upward to place his right foot on the raptor's stomach, which allowed him to bring his full weight to bear as his left foot lifted again. Under the tons of dragon weight, Ahastar's stomach gave up the contents of his lunch; the demon was able to turn his head just far enough out of the way to avoid choking on his vomit. The black dragon growled disapprovingly as the raptor lost his lunch; he slammed his left foot violently against the raptor's chest, cracking several ribs and the sternum. The cracks deepened as the dragon's right foot rose and settled directly on Ahastar's neck, which forced his head to the floor and made it impossible to breath . The demon-raptor's jaws ached from the pressure forced upon them, his teeth ground together and theatened to break as well.
With scarcely a moment's pause, the dragon twisted around on his right foot; Ahastar's jaws ground against one another, one tooth ripped from his jaws while several others splintered under the pressure. The pressure also completely closed the demon's throat as the ball of the dragon's foot pivoted there to leave him frantically squirming for air. As the left foot came back down, Ahastar could breathe again, but hir airways ached from the weight of the beast atop him. The dragon walked down much the same way as he walked up, deliberately placing one foot immediately in front of the other. As the black beast walked down, Ahastar realized that the dragon was balancing atop his body to ensure that the demon had to bear his full weight with every step. Every time the mythical creature's feet moved the demon's body had to support weight somewhere else. The demon's joints ached, bones bent, and muscles strained under the pressure.
As he trod along, the dragon maintained his careful balance atop the raptor and gave him no time to recover. When the black creature reached Ahastar's feet, he pushed them down against the ground to snap the raptor's ankles. The demon snarled in pain, especially as the dragon's weight came down to crush most of the bones in Ahastar's feet. To finish the job, the dragon spun around on the ball of his foot to grind those shattered bones against nerves and muscle and shreded them in short order. The pain was overwhelming, but brief; the nerves were quickly destroyed, ripped away from the rest of Ahastar's body. As the dragon started to walk back up, the demon tried to move his legs and feet but found that his lower body simply wasn't responding anymore. The dragon felt those futile attempts to move and let his claws press dangerously against the raptor's thighs and abdomen, an implicit threat to tear those muscles as well and leave the demon scarcely able to breathe. The warning was not lost on Ahastar and he promptly went still, allowing the dragon to walk back and forth as he pleased. Even the demon didn't want to test his luck.
After three passes back and forth, the black dragon ground his foot against Ahastar's snout with a flourish before he finally stepped off. The demon had almost no time to rest, however, as a second dragon stepped up immediately. This new tormentor was a red-colored quadruped with such a large, heavy shaft that it hung out of his sheath despite being flaccid, its blood-red tip pointed accusingly at the raptor beneath him. The dragon didn't even stand on the demon, but instead simply leaned in close and nearly touched the tip of his penis to the lesser being's nose. Ahastar didn't realize that the dragon was aiming right into his open snout until the red started to piss.
Immediately, Ahastar felt like he was drowning. The urine flow was so powerful it forced fluid into his lungs and filled his entire windpipe with the hot, briny, acidic fluid. What couldn't flow into his lungs made its way to the demon's stomach and filled the demon's belly. His body swelled with urine; even though Ahastar was full in places that such fluids were never intended to go, the dragon was far from finished and continued to unleash into the smaller being's maw. Ahastar winced in pain as he tried to keep control of his body, but soon the urine flowed through the rest of his digestive system and forced out of his anus; the flesh felt as if it were on fire with the mix of piss and digestive fluids.
The dragon stopped pissing just as abruptly as he started. Instantly, Ahastar vomited much of the urine back out; the fluid to splashed over his bruised scales and onto the ground around him. The red creature was not finished, however, and a final spurt of urine washed much of the resulting mess back onto the demon's snout and kept the filth from the dragon's penis. The dragon stepped back only after he was completely empty, moved to the demon's feet, and waited. The iridescent dragoness nodded silently to the red dragon, just as shi had before, to give the ruby-scaled creature the freedom to trample upon the worthless creature at his feet.
Without a moment's hesitation, the red dragon stepped forward and pressed the battered raptor into the ground. While his four paws allowed the giant beast's weight to spread out, that was little comfort to the demon, especially once all four paws were upon him. The forepaws settled on Ahastar's hips, while the hindpaws roughly stomped on his feet and ankles, further crushing them and causing the demon to roar out in renewed pain. That earned a cacophonic roar of approval from the group of dragons and only drove the red dragon's crush-lust higher. While the previous two dragons had been content to merely walk back and forth, the red seemed determined to break as much of the raptor as he could. He deliberately stomped on Ahastar's joints as he walked forward, breaking the demon's knees as he continued higher, then his hips as the heavy hindpaws came within inches of neutering the half-demon on the spot. As he reached the demon's face, the dragon purposefully ground his forepaws against Ahastar's nose before stepping off, leaving only his hindpaws upon their captive. The demon could breathe easier for the few moments he only supported half the dragon's weight, but those red hindpaws came down upon his chest and crushed it inward, which in turn flattened his lungs. Then the dragon turned around in place, twisting his hindfeet upon the damaged sternum and to grind the already broken bones together, before his forepaws came back down on the demon's belly. That violent impact was enough to empty Ahastar's stomach of the dragon's urine, though thankfully the red didn't seem to care.
Moving downward, the dragon continued the same treatment: he deliberately flattened anything that he could. He twisted his feet on Ahastar's joints and bones that were already broken, solely to cause as much pain as possible to that shattered skeleton. Each step the red quadruped took, pain resonated through the demon's body; battered as he was, his nervous system still seemed to work almost too well. Upon reaching the demon's feet, the dragon turned around just as he had before, though this time he left his feet upon Ahastar's knees and nearly ripped them off as he spun around. As he walked forward the red beast took aim at the demon's arms; his forepaws crushed the shoulders and hindfeet flattened the elbows with four precision stomps, rendering Ahastar's arms useless as his legs. As the fury of the dragon's steps increased, the chorus of roars and growls from the crowd grew louder as well, the calls ringing painfully in the demon's ears. When the dragon reached his face again, this time he let his hindpaws land directly upon the raptor's snout and wiped as if Ahastar were naught but a doormat. Dirt and dust embedded themselves under the few of scales that weren't torn off, while his skull let out a creak in protest.
Once more, the red turned around and crashed with a rock slide's intensity on Ahastar's chest. It nearly made the reptile pass out, but he wasn't allowed even that small mercy; the continued agony was so intense that it forced him to remain conscious. He felt every merciless step as the dragon stomped down his body again, ribs cracking with each impact. He did, however, receive one small mercy; unlike the others, the iridescent dragoness called off the red before he could turn around to make a third pass. It wasn't out of pity for the bruised creature; shi simply wanted him to remain alive long enough so others could also feel the squirming thing underfoot. Shi also wanted a turn, and the entire crowd roared as shi stepped around to the demon and grinned downward, revealing hir pearlescent teeth and ice-blue maw. Shi kneeled and straddled his chest, pulled out hir shaft, and aimed it at the demon's face. He knew what was coming by now, but with so many of his bones broken and muscles torn he couldn't even tense up in fear. He wasn't expecting twin streams from the dragoness' cock and femslit, though, nor was he expecting it to be so cold that it shocked his senses into a moment of numbness. The dragoness used both sets of genitals to urinate and shi leaned back enough for both showers to land directly on the demon's snout and flood his nostrils. The cold might have been soothing if not for the pressure - nearly equal to a fire hose's spray - quickly filling Ahastar's stomach once again.
Just when Ahastar thought his face was going to freeze from the cold, the dragoness abruptly stopped, aware of the limits of hir plaything. Shi stroked the side of his head gently to bring him back to his senses, then released a final spurt right into his muzzle at point-blank range. With a cold chuckle, the dragoness stood up as the demon tried to cough out some of the fluid that filled his horribly bruised lungs, but it did him little good. He no longer had the strength to even hack up the filth. The dragoness walked back and took hir place just as the other dragons had earlier, then paused just long enough for the demon's useless sneezing to stop. Only once shi had his full attention shi began walk up along his prone body. Shi posed for the other dragons as shi walked along; hir paws lewdly caressed hir body and several roars from the crowd echoed through the chamber. Through his discomfort Ahastar noticed that hir feet - unlike the other dragons that had trod upon him - were perfectly smooth and almost soft to the touch, which allowed them to simply conform over more of his body and distribute hir weight with near-surgical precision. Hir steps slowly took hir upward as shi tried to balance on just the demon's right leg, snapping the bones with hir measured steps. As shi came upon the demon's groin, shi simply speared a claw into his cloaca, tore it open, and revealed the bruised flesh within. There was no hope of his groin ever recovering from that mutilation, even if he were to escape now.
Willfully ignorant of the demon's screams, the herm walked forward and stood for a moment on the demon's stomach. With a single, quick stomp, shi forced its contents upward again. Ahastar's muscles were so damaged that it was easy as squeezing out toothpaste; he had no control left over his digestive system. Shi purred with satisfaction before shi stepped higher. Hir steps were light as shi felt out the injuries along his ribs and chest, then shook hir head disapprovingly as shi found that most of the demon's ribs were somehow cracked, but intact. The chilly dragoness spoke in a tongue alien to the half-demon as shi expressed hir disapproval, before shi gave a crushing stomp to emphasize hir point. Shi was the lightest dragon that had walked upon Ahastar so far and, while hir footfalls wouldn't be enough to break bones on their own, shi did shatter one of the ribs the previous dragon cracked. Shi finally reached the demon's face and simply looked down at him; hir gaze pierced directly into his eyes and revealed naught but unrestrained malice. Hir next step brought hir directly onto his head, hir right foot's claws dangerously close to an eye.
Briefly, the dragoness stood on the raptor's head. It only was a couple of seconds, but they dragged on for minutes to the demon. Had any other dragon done that, his skull would have crunched into the ground; shi was just light enough that Ahastar's head could support hir weight. Shi then lifted hir left paw off him and twisted around roughly on hir right, which tore into the few scales that Ahastar had left on his skull. Then, just as deliberately as shi walked upward, shi walked back down and trod on the exact same areas as before. With each step shi swayed hir hips and twisted hir paws upon his badly-bruised flesh. At his hips, shi gave a firm stomp on the remains of his maleness and ground it violently against his stomach. If Ahastar's lungs weren't so damaged, he would have screamed out in agony; instead, he could barely whimper as his masculinity itself was taken away from him. While his genitals were already damaged beyond use, now there was no sign at all he'd ever been male. The pain was intolerable - he wished he could die - but even the mercy of death wasn't to be granted to Ahastar just yet.
After just one pass, the herm stepped off and shook hir head once again before shi motioned for another dragon to come over. This one was a sapphire blue dragoness, somewhat smaller than the others who had come so far, though still a full foot taller than the iridescent one. She was somewhat younger as well, just on the adult side of maturity. She seemed rather nervous as she walked up to the demon, despite the wretched state Ahastar was in. She straddled his muzzle much as the last dragoness had, knelt down just above his face, and gently rubbed his muzzle with one paw. She made him look upward into her femslit just before she started to pee onto his face. The blue fem growled with the effort and but could only force out a small spurt of pee; a chuckle rose from the crowd. Frustrated, she strained her muscles, roaring out in irritation and embarrassment, but was still unable to soak the raptor as the others had.
The crowd started to laugh in earnest, the noise rose to a level that made Ahastar's head throb and ache. Furious with herself, the female dispensed with the formalities and jumped directly back to land on Ahastar's thighs; the demon's upper legs snapped neatly in two with her weight. She wasted little time as shi walked up Ahastar's body, each step a deliberate stomp, The broken bones ground together with hir efforts, while several others snapped with the strain. As she reached his head, she merely kicked his snout and knocked out several teeth before turning around upon his chest. She seemed interested only in taking out her anger on this pathetic creature's body; the fact she was supposed to be breaking him anyway simply was a bonus. With her walk back down the raptor's form, she delighted in causing as much pain as possible, deliberately grinding bones together, which twisted others out of place and left him like a mere underworldly pretzel.
With her second pass, she took her first approach again; shi tried to break every bone she'd dislocated previously with well-aimed, crushing steps, bringing her heel directly down upon them to maximize the impact. Though she was the second-smallest trampler of the group, her technique made her even more effective than the others; every bone she hit with her heels snapped or shattered. She aimed for the few remaining bones in his legs to ensure they were completely useless, then leapt brutally onto his arms and broke them just beneath the shoulder. When she reached the demon's muzzle the second time, she forced her foot directly into it, grabbed his tongue with her toes and kicked his remaining teeth right into his throat. Her foot violently worked around Ahastar's tongue as she wiped her toes off on his rough tongue, her scales scratching its surface. As she pulled her foot out again, her claws caught the inside of his throat and drew blood, to leave him coughing up red, at least when he had enough air and strength to cough anything at all. On hir way down, shi tried to worsen the injuries shi'd already caused and ground what remained of Ahastar's joints beyond recognition. He was completely crippled as he lie there, struggled to breathe as blood blocked his windpipe, and hoped for the end soon.
Rather than making a third pass, the blue female jumped off and ran back into the crowd, clearly unhappy with herself. But before Ahastar could even think, yet another female took the blue one's place. This one was half-again larger than the last and her form shimmered with emerald scales. Perhaps they were related somehow, but the half-demon had no time to consider that; unlike the blue, this dragoness knew exactly what she was doing. Shi stood high above the raptor and spread her slit with one paw just before she pissed upon the raptor's face. She was able to force out a potent, acrid stream onto his muzzle, steam rising from his scales. His senses were starting to fade, but he could still taste the bitter fluid mixing with his blood. Worse, he could feel the acidic urine as it burned his flesh, a talent that none of the other dragons had demonstrated. It stung his eyes, as Ahastar no longer was able to close them, and his vision slowly clouded over the dragoness' shower continued.
In his haze, Ahastar couldn't tell when the green stopped covering him in pee until he felt a foot come down on his legs. There wasn't enough left of his skeleton for anything else to break, his body still made a satisfying crackle and squish under the dragoness' feet. She didn't even look down at the demon as she walked over him and let her paws fall where they may. The ball of her foot came down on his cloaca again, which would have made Ahastar jump if he had a skeleton left to twitch with. Somehow his heart and lungs survived as his chest collapsed under a green paw, even as he drifted in and out of consciousness. He was forced awake again with each new stomp, only to nearly black out again after that jolt to his body. When the green spun around, she carefully kept those vital organs between her toes to ensure the demon would live a few minutes longer. The dragoness walked back down just as carelessly and flattened most of the raptor's body into little more than a pulp. She was waved off after just one pass, though; the herm knew that a the demon wouldn't survive much longer and wanted to give him a proper sending off.
As the emerald dragoness casually walked off and swished her tail, the herm stepped in once more. This time, though, rather than standing on the raptor, shi simply ripped him from his bonds on the floor with both hands. By now the raptor could only just make out what was going on around him. Things were getting steadily brighter... was he being taken outside again? The other dragons followed, though the demon's ears were now completely useless; he was spared the noise this time. Ultimately the dragoness carried the demon outside. The sunlight blinded the demon entirely; though he couldn't see, he could certainly feel his body shake as he was thrown on the ground once again. While the demon struggled to regain his vision the iridescent herm started to grow, defying the very laws of physics with a burst of magic. By the time the raptor's damaged vision cleared, he found himself looking up at a ninety-foot-tall herm that grinned toothily to the battered creature at hir feet.
The dragoness said nothing; the raptor had no voice with which to protest. Shi simply walked up to him and planted hir right foot upon his lower body, then hir left upon his upper half, covering him entirely. The few bones he had remaining were almost instantly crushed, while his internal organs collapsed simultaneously, causing a rather large spurt of blood, bile, and his few remaining fluids to come out of his mouth. That same magic that made the dragoness grow, however, also denied the demon a trip back to hell. He lied there, his entire body compressed under the merciless soles of a mage, his senses acutely aware of every moment. Shi lifted hir right foot first and brought it down with cataclysmic force upon his legs. Hir center talon pierced his crotch, while his hir toes further crushed his hips, blood soaking into the ground. Ahastar would have sworn that his body were on fire, given the agony that coursed through him, but the dragoness' feet remained mercilessly upon him.
There was only one act left in this play, one that even the demon could foresee. The herm's left foot lifted skyward. Ahastar's face and chest stuck to it briefly before peeling off and falling to the ground. He could only make out the silhouette of the giantess above him, hir body framed in the sunlight as hir paw loomed overhead. Hir toes waved above the raptor, giving him a final farewell before shi brought hir foot down upon him. Were the raptor's body more than a mere husk of scales, he might have burst from the impact. Instead, he merely collapsed under the herm's weight with a dull squish. His remaining organs burst under the dragoness' final step, while his skull finally crunched like an old, hollow shell.
With his entire body crushed and the herm's magic waning, Ahastar slowly, finally succumbed to his demise. Not satisfied to merely kill the demon, the towering dragoness' started to wipe hir feet on the deflated sack of scales at hir feet to defile his remains. Shi smeared Ahastar's innards over flattened carcass and onto the ground. Hir left foot rose, then hir right, each creating a soft thud as a paw struck the ground. By the time shi finished there was a several-inch deep crater in the ground and the raptor's body had been flattened out over much of it.
With the demon-raptor dead and a clear warning left for any other fool who dared infiltrate their home, the entire pack of dragons walked inside and left the corpse to rot out in the midday sun.
Who actually owns who? That's the question.
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Given my ability to change others' sizes, my explosive temper, and an enjoyment of Left 4 Dead 2, Ahastar came up with this animation combining all the above. This is just another example of why you do not mess with a minidrake.
Showing off my love for having a collar on, this badge leaves just one question: Who has a leash?
Done in multiple layers of colorful paper, a scan can't really do justice to this piece. 
Using a narwhal's horn to do a pole dance, Shira shows off every part of hir body to anyone who wants to watch.
For future reference: if your pet wants a snack, please ensure that I am out of harm's way. Or not.
I wouldn't be an ice drake if I couldn't appreciate such a snowscape, now would I?
Sometimes you just can't get enough cock. That's why there's tenta-rape™.
Taking advantage of a significant size difference, I ride Timanth's delightfully wet tongue until we're both satisfied
Timanth mounting me. Really, what more needs to be said? It's just some nice, gooey feral-on-anthro sex after all!
Shira savoring the warmth, musk, and more of Kraken's massive cocks.
Catwarrior put together this outstanding reference sheet for me after MFM 14. I've handed it out for every image I've commissioned since!
I seem to have caught Timanth and am perched atop my prey! And for his part, Timanth is humoring my delusions of grandeur.
Timanth taking Shira for a ride!
Shira taking Timanth for a ride!
Shira showing off that a minidrake can still have some big assets. ... yeah, I'm sorry for that pun as well.
Kaiser has Shira all tied up and leaves hir on a rather short leash...
Shira, clinging to the underside of a canine and handing out some rather questionable snack food.
