The Greatest Treasure

The puppy squirmed more as her breasts lay open to her rapist, her thoughts divided between her predicament and her torn clothing, the male reaching under her to unclasp her bra and reveal something surprising.

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The Mook Maker, Chapter 17: Failing at Humanity

A lot has been done with torn clothes, though it was flimsy and required my monsters to actively keep the humans restrained. though some whimpered and gave up, others resisted. i saw their anger and their bitterness in their eyes.

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Cycles: Growth

In the center a large bed of torn cloth laid an giant, muscle bound wolf who held his impressive arms crossed over his chest as he stared at clouds that peered through the thick tree tops.

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The Wolves of Gryning: Chapter 4

Through the thinness of her frame and her torn clothes he saw a strong beast, lithe and powerful. it took a considerable strength to be a courier. and she wore that strength well, wore it quietly.

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Welcome to the Society: Hope & Doubt

It took ilethia a very short time to throw off the torn clothes that she had worn since being locked in the cell, and then get into the near scalding heat of the water.

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Sakuyamon's Tension

torn clothing is all that remains, ill-fitting of rika's new male genitalia and takato's plump set of breasts. they then both look at guilmon and renamon; both starting to remember what happened between all four of them, so to speak. "takatomon...?"

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Over the Rainbow: The first date

Ryver didn't look up as he tossed her torn cloths down on top of her, along with her purse. she just lay there as he once again walked away.

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Another Dream Wasted

Looking at her torn clothes on the floor, she decided against wearing them. making as little noise as possible, she walked over to nebi‘s chest of drawers and drew out a pair of his boxers and an oversized t-shirt.

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Dran and Mist - Chapter Twelve - Angel

His hair had grown out somewhat, now flushed back as it and his partially torn clothing flapped wildly within the air currents. he brought his bow upright, the motion a slow one as he descended...

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Cash Cow

Her panties snapped off with the rest of her torn clothing, leaving her completely bare. she plodded clumsily over to a silver-framed dressing mirror she hadn't noticed before, dreading what she would see.

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Cotton Remnants

Looking past those partially torn clothes shows a similar leg and foot pattern, though much of his body still has the lighter gray that he remembers; even his inner digitigrade toes have a cute blue. he has to think more about this...

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Visored Visage

He could feel what was tearing and it was his jeans, the blue faded fabric stretching as his thighs thickened before his eyes, the torn cloth revealing more and more of his soft, segmented, and synthetic plated skin.

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