Elvie has long suspected that her werewolf physical trainer, Mitzi, might be down for more than just kettle bell squats. The fuzzy transfem wolfgirl with python arms just can’t seem to keep her eyes (or her drool) off of her. When Elvie takes a leap and asks her out for ice cream she ends up licking more than just a popsicle.
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Elvie has long suspected that her werewolf physical trainer, Mitzi, might be down for more than just kettle bell squats. The fuzzy transfem wolfgirl with python arms just can’t seem to keep her eyes (or her drool) off of her. When Elvie takes a leap and asks her out for ice cream she ends up licking more than just a popsicle.
Blue Daniels has always been a real go with the flow witch. So when their boss sent them to a coastal farm in rural Alabama to rid the swamp of a livestock devouring gator, they didn’t question it. Making the most of a work sanctioned camping trip, Blue settles in to commune with nature, unaware that lurking among the Cyprus trees a muscle bound alligator-man is hungry for more than just marshmallows…🐊 🍆
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Blue Daniels has always been a real go with the flow witch. So when their boss sent them to a coastal farm in rural Alabama to rid the swamp of a livestock devouring gator, they didn’t question it. Making the most of a work sanctioned camping trip, Blue settles in to commune with nature, unaware that lurking among the Cyprus trees a muscle bound alligator-man is hungry for more than just marshmallows…🐊 🍆
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At their touch the gatorman gave a hissing growl, and for a moment Blue wondered if they had completely misinterpreted the creature’s question. But a roll of the monster’s hips bucking the member into Blue’s hand reassured them that this was exactly what it wanted.
Spreading the slick precum around the head of the shaft, Blue began stroking the cock as best they could. Their fingers didn’t even touch around the head of the member.
The creature’s cock wasn’t as rigid as the rest of its body was. There seemed to be a turgid center, but the outside was soft and squishy like the head of a normal human dick.
Blue didn’t have a ton of experience with cocks. They didn’t have one of their own, and hook ups had never really appealed to them. They didn’t really know how to give a good hand job to a regular person, much less a half man half gator behemoth. Looking up they hoped that something in the creature’s face could give them a hint of how they were doing, but they never got the chance.
Instead of seeing the monster’s face they found themselves staring down rows of long white teeth.
Before Blue could react, the creature’s mouth shot forward engulfing their entire head in an instant.
Oh fuck! Blue’s entire body flinched and they prepared to die, expecting the jaws to clamp shut with a crack like before.
But instead they gently rested on either side of the witch’s head. Hot wet saliva slathered Blue’s face and something flat and slimy swiped over their mouth prodding at their lips.
Is this. . .a kiss?
Tentatively, Blue relaxed their lips only to instantly choke as a massive tongue suddenly filled their mouth.
Outside of the maw, the creature began to thrust into Blue’s hand.
Oh my god, Blue thought through a haze of adrenaline. This is so fucking hot. And then, What the fuck is wrong with me?
But the witch didn’t have the capacity in that moment to think any further. Without being told, their hips began to writhe and grind up at the cock bobbing above their sex. Pulling it down, Blue brought the thrusting member down to rub against their body. It pistoned between their hand and their now completely soaked briefs. Blue moaned around the thick tongue in their mouth and the creatures growled around their head in approval in return.
Just as Blue was beginning to think that they could spend all night like this, the gatorman’s jaw’s opened once more. With a slurp, Blue’s mouth was once again emptied, and the creature lifted its head from theirs.
“More,” it growled, standing and stepping back from the truck.
Blue knew exactly what it wanted.
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