Vore-Acious Appetite
Do not use without the author’s permission. “Whoa!” At Master’s command, the two ponygirls skidded to a halt in front of a small cabin just off the park trail. A sign out front indicated that it had male and female restrooms. “Man, I gotta take a wicked dump!” Master jumped out of the cart and crouched down in front of the panting women, using short chains with clips to quickly hobble each girl’s ankles together. ...