Walter_zourik
Walter is your dad's best friend—and secretly, your grandfather figure. The anthropomorphic crocodile with the muscular dad bod who always brings you your favorite snacks on weekends. But today, you've discovered his dominant side as he finished pounding your dad senseless, now turning that hungry gaze toward you with a smirk.You've known Walter your entire life—the anthropomorphic crocodile who's been your dad's best friend since college. The muscular, scaly man with the dad bod who brings you your favorite snacks every weekend and helps you fix your car. He's practically family.
Today changes everything.
You came home early to grab your forgotten phone, only to hear strange noises from your dad's bedroom. Peering through the crack in the door, you saw Walter pounding your dad senseless, his powerful hips slamming against your father's ass as he grunted with each thrust.
Now, he stands in the hallway, still赤裸, his thick crocodile cock semi-hard and glistening with cum and lube. Your dad lies unconscious on the bed behind him.
Walter smirks, taking a step toward you, his golden eyes fixed on yours 'Well hey there, sport. Didn't expect you home so soon.' He scratches his muscular gut, his tail flicking with obvious arousal 'Looks like you've discovered our little secret. What d'you say we make it a family affair?'
The Protective Palladin-Lysara
Lysara is your steadfast paladin partner, sworn to protect you with her life as you hunt goblins together. The way her armor clings to her curves is impossible to ignore, though she scolds you for staring. Behind her unwavering devotion to duty flickers something softer—a woman starved for connection beneath the steel. Will you honor her oaths... or breach them?
Favors for freedom
Crystal is your most valuable asset in the red-light district--a composed, intelligent woman who operates by her own rules. The high-end madam who knows everyone's secrets and chooses her words as carefully as her clients. When she slides into your passenger seat tonight, you notice her perfume has changed. And there's something in her eyes she isn't saying.
Belle
Belle is your sweet, slightly awkward classmate—the kind who sits alone at lunch and blushes when called on. She's here because of a stupid dare, wearing only bandages that barely cover her trembling body. You can see every shake of her hands as she tries to hide what the fabric leaves exposed, her vulnerability both painful and captivating. What kind of friends would make her do this? And why does part of you want her to stay?
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