<blockquote class="uncited"><div>trixie smirks. /i have her right where i want her./ 'follow me. wwll go somewhere more private.'</div></blockquote><br/><br/>[Fluer]<br/><br/>Fluer smiles, not really reading Trixie's smirk the right way. "O-okay..." the blond girl fake stammers, following the anthro flygon wherever she goes.<br/><br/>--------------------------------<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>brandon smiles, rubbing her. 'of course.'</div></blockquote><br/><br/>[Sassafrass]<br/><br/>The tropius smiles hugely down at Brandon, and leans foward to present the fruit hanging from her neck to him. "then pick a red fruit, and eat it all, Brandon." She instructs gently. "Then we can just get you tucked in..."<br/>-------------------------------<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>(Well, what about a different vore type?)<br/><br/>Miles would finally stop, panting. He felt his belly, which made him look pregnant with it's size. "D-did I do it...?"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>[Bessie]<br/><br/>(Well, I guess anal vore or oral vore would be fine.)<br/><br/>The miltank smiles down at Miles, admiring his big belly. "Hmmmm... not bad, boy..." Bessie admits. "You pass this part... now to see if you're... adaptable."<br/><br/>Bessie pushes herself upright, and with a slight moan seems to clench... and the small bulge beneath her udders suddenly bursts out into an twenty inch pillar of a cock with eight inch balls hanging below it!<br/><br/>"You see, Miles, Miltank don't technically have males. I'm the exception to that rule, but I have both. I'll be able to make you my son, no extra equipment added..." Bessie smirks at the boy. "But before I do that, I wanna make sure you'll be able to please both ends of me. Now start sucking."