Tikki As A Human Novels & Stories

That human really is… a good human. Animals kept popping into the chat, arguing and commenting. I even saw a panda send a GIF with its paws together, like it was thanking someone. For some reason, my chest felt warm, and a small smile tugged at my lips. Then, the tiger showed up again. Thor the Tiger: [How naive! Food and water are ours by right. Those humans dangle a little treat and expect us to forget everything? If she dares show herself, I’ll rip her apart!]

“No, sir, it was never stolen. I am a very private person, so I don’t give my phone to anybody. It was always password-protected. And anyway, I used to delete the images regularly, so that there weren’t too many photos at a time.” “Moving on,” he said, “did you see the number on the blackmailer’s bike when he drove off?” “No sir,” Tashi replied, biting her lower lip. “It was too far away for me to make out.” “You stated in your FIR that his bike was black. Did you see what make it was?” “I am sorry, officer,” Tashi replied, staring at her lap. “I can’t recognise bike makes by looking at them.” “Hmm,” Indrajit said, furrowing his brow. “One last question: is there anybody from your office or

I turned, and watched as a gorgeous, tall, complete naked black woman came around in front of me. She had long legs and a short torso, wide hips, a narrow waist, and very generous tits with enormous, nearly-black nipples. Her pussy-which was right at eye level-was shaven, smooth, and very dark. "I'm Kiki," she said as she lowered herself to her knees. Titling her head toward my wife, she added, "You're the new couple, Holly and Ted, huh?" She reached for my belt, and went on, "You're the kinky voyeur who helped Lana out of her dickophobia."