Crypt's Trouble
He let out a high pitched whine as sylvia cleaned crypts seed off herself. "oh look dragon boy can sing," said nyvin. the dragoness ripped crypt's hands away from his sack the twin orbs dangled defenselessly in the air.
A series of unaware micro events
The headlights burning brightly towards the light at the end of the tunnel before omnisciently darken to almost pitch darkness.
Rio's Story
I knew no pokemon native to this region could make such a high-pitched sound so i went to investigate. you can imagine my suprise when, upoun going to help the pokemon, i found a silvery-blue dratini with a large burn on it's side.
Margret`s wish. (Just a teaser, will have more later. Actually am doing this for a close friend.)
Serith changed as well, except his fur was pitch black. serith kept those lovely deep brown eyes. they looked him better in his wolf form.
Emancipation: Seeding The Future
There was no attempt to stop him, only her own high pitched cries before he released and snuffed over her again.
White Knights [3]
The car slowly pitched to the side, leveled, then pitched the opposite direction slightly as the plane navigated whatever flight path supplied by the control tower.
A Prank Gone Wrong
A slightly high pitched voice said next to him. glancing over, dean was met with a head of messy, mousy brown hair and a polaroid camera strapped on the shoulder.
Keeping Them Safe
The sound of a high pitched screech burst through the day, echoing along the mountains and bringing his head up in a jerk. the shriek came out again, higher pitched and drawn out.
Vix's Valentines day
The fox's voice was a little high pitched as wushi caressed his fingers higher up along the curve of the chest. "oh yes, we have to surprise you after all."
Enka ~ Prologue
The dark of night diminished the color of his blood as it trickled from his maw, his senses dimmed as an unnaturally pitched whine buzzed throughout the very stratosphere.
Little Red Riding Bimbo
"my, what a large tent you're pitching their grandmother..." "all the more stressful for keeping one pent, you do know how hard it is, pitching this tent when no one is around, one does become quite pent up." "you're not my grandmother are you?"
Pathfinding: An Adult Choose Your Own Adventure, Fourteenth Entry
Her mother's lower-pitched voice soon joined the higher pitch of the younger daughter, and was similarly muffled as the grunting, panting, sweating males gathered in close, a dozen or more with rigid cocks forcefully seeking a hole to fill, flashes