Sunday Morning Yiff

My sister was shivering softly and moaning, wither in pain or pleasure, i didn't know, and at that point, i didn't care. i was taking my sister's most prized possession, and damn, i was going to enjoy it.

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Life's a Witch, then you Fly

An internal gurgling signaled that her stomach, lungs, liver, and kidneys, everything internal, began to dissolve and wither away as a simple insect's digestive tract formed from the oozing remnants.

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The Gray Ranger: Unforgiven, Chapter Forty Nine

Chunks of gray skin, bone, and muscle rained down on them from above, already withering away like kulgan's extra body parts did after he twisted.

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A Million Stars

Dash's heart was racing, flying faster than it ever had before, as the pink party pony leaned closer, and lightly placed her hooves on either side of dash's withers.

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The Kelmendi Virus

All safe equines, whether formerly-human or not, have been freeze branded near the withers, with a serial number, in this case, 00008 and the local cu number, 01 for the indianola unit."

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The end-thing...

If anyone can hear when my eyes tear i scream silently among the rubble of memories so sweet i buckle at thoughts so pure, they seem above as i grovel at the futures feet i'm gone, the shell that's been through hell carries on for some reason my withered

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The Little Things

withered, dark branches moved like the craggily hands of a witch, working her magic onto the pups playing below. the cocker spaniel pups affably tossed a white, slightly frowzy ball back and forth.

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A Trap I Laid

Alone, a man... and how, alone, i wither.

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Chronomancer Chronicles: The Burning Rebellion - For the Child

His gun-scythe was instantly in his hands and he turned it towards the wrist of the closest arm, unleashing a withering fire that severed hand from arm.

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Amber Scenery

The grass has withered under foot, a hardened ground, with muffled sound. stripped bare of garb the trees are shamed, the wind will sigh, and they shall die. the amber has begun its shift into a frozen winter drift.

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