A change in perspective
[a] **by the time your climax finally ended, the whole wall in front of you had been painted white, and were your seed to be removed it would look like as if it had been sanded clean.
King of Seed - Chapter 2.2
#3 of king of seed (mlp) disclaimer: this was a commission, request or collab this is either the original, or partially edited but ultimately unfinished.
Seeds of a Glowing Ember - 11
It suddenly occurred to her that this was not the seed of a human ... or any creature from her world. who could say what would happen next? devil seed might light her on fire, or poison her, or ... absolutely anything.
Devil Seed Ch.16
#16 of devil seed holy cow! devil seed is back with a new chapter! this one was a whopping 12 pages as opposed to my minimal 10-11 pages. so there's a bit of extra.
Ze Seed - Chapter One
Ze-seed... she is not. **i** am ze-seed. at least that is what my parent calls me. an accurate description i think. my mother has another name for me, a nice human sounding name that few have known and fewer still living have spoken.
Seeds of a Glowing Ember - 05
#6 of seeds of a glowing ember "mother?" lana had finally found the strength to call out the title from the shadows where she had been gathering her courage.
Fruit Vines
WARNING: Adult themes ahead. Including; tentacles, penetration, anal/oral. Cover art is by me. For more check out my Deviantart profile linked below. http://fueled-by-freedom.deviantart.com/gallery/ Character...
Seeds of a Glowing Ember – 10
#11 of seeds of a glowing ember a garbled grey mess of on and off drizzle had been endured for much of the past day and a half from one saddle or another.
Seeds of a Glowing Ember – 06
#7 of seeds of a glowing ember distant sunlight finally began to illuminate the cold gray cloud which had settled above their world.
Seeds of a Glowing Ember - 09
#10 of seeds of a glowing ember the fire crackled in its merry way as if the children were all in their beds.
Ripe Step Son (Part 3) - Seed Sprouted
Nothing was making her find this to be wrong anymore, taking the head into those hungry lips while her nose got the smell of her boy's musky seed.
Ripe Step Son (Part 2) - Seed Nurtured
Years had gone by without something lighting her fire like this, the fire deep within her that wanted to be filled by the heat of a male and as much gooey seed she could milk from him.