Description
Tundra twisted his head to the side, looking down his arm at the bound and restrained wrist. The table held him down. The thick muscles of his forearm flexed and fought, straining against the padded plasteel cuffs. The malamute's lips curled in frustration as the cuffs pulled back into place, his wrist with it. How he ended up here, on another lab table, in another dark room (and ass naked), he didn't know.
The door at the opposite end of the lab hissed open. A cloud of cold vapor swirled around the feet of an obviously feminine figure as she strode into the room, backlit and haughty. She stood there, a hand on her hip, a smirk of triumph just barely visible through the backlighting. Memories bubbled to the surface of Tundra's foggy, tranquilized mind.
MNP92
MemberRight arm is almost free
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Furlux
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ScoutDroid
MemberWhy isn't there a tag for 'Story in Description'? I wanna find a bunch of pictures with lots of words attached! I like my reading with my visual enjoyment
OnionParty57724
MemberYou have a good point!
KenzyHusky
MemberBest Face ever.
Wilgelm
MemberCool! I want the same
WoodlandTacos
Memberbuff dog girl scientist with scientifically made sciency glo-cock fucking her experiment's involuntary volunteer
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