Tina II chapter 17- Sex; A Gray Muzzle story
Tina pulled up her supposed-to-be-opaque tights up, past her knees, over her wooly thighs, before pulling them tight against her clean shaven sex and belly. she tugged on a black leotard, short sleeved, with a scoop neck.
The Forgotten Pact
Thick wooly fur sprouted from his ankles, coating his legs. it had taken only moments, but the barista had been completely changed.
Deep Structure: Part 1
They don't raid villages often though; they mostly go after the woolies." "you mean bison?" asked mike. "woolies," corrected the smart villager.
The Gods' Judgment: Part Two
A heavy wooly ram stepped forward, licking his pink tongue up and over his nose curiously as he advanced.
The Northern Hunt
Vira looked much the same as yesterday, mask cocked over one side of her face, huge leather gloves, wooly shawl, thigh high boots, torso nude even against the morning chill, but now she had the addition of two huge curved blades slung across her back.
Furry Anthro Virus (FAVi) Part 11 - Liberation [TF Story]
The human's left held a syringe-gun that he jammed straight into sam's wooly teat! “aagghh!!!!" the sheep wailed, stumbling back as lucidity serum entered her voluptuous body.
With These Broken Wings: Chapter 3
Alaine had ventured afield before, he knew these huts were kept by the denizens of canith who herded tough wooly sheep that took to the highlands readily.
Hypnovember 29 - Bad End
His normally wooly tail was drooping like a wet mop and his clothes didn't fare much better. eventually, the slick pavement became wet enough that he slipped, his thick belly hitting the ground with a moist slap.
Spirited Young Lady
Nothing romantic, it was when louis was a baby and we were stressed and yata showed up and she was, uh, young and wooly..." "she never told me about what she did before dad except for a couple of boyfriends... although if she was hanging out _here_..."
A Queen's Dragon Dilemma
Jaina dug her hands into the wooly mattress and pushed herself up. dull stone piled on top of each other. she looked past the unyielding towers of her keep.
The Wrestler- A Gray Muzzle story
He could feel the outline of her wooly sex. he played for a time in her wet fur, before he was drawn into her fold. everything about it called to him; the smell, the wetness, the sheer unknown of what lay inside. so, he ventured in.
Luncheons & Dragons - Book 1 - Chapter 2 (BBW, Stuffing)
Her legs, short but thick, warmed in a knee-length, wooly skirt. her plump stomach fluffed like a big bread roll in her leather top. the pitiful shirt blanched over her middle, where serial stuffings had stretched it thin.