Awake at Last
Sure she was beautiful and all, but there seamed to be no excitement in their lives. he was taking his love for granite, and the gods knew that.
Summoning The Dragon Queen
Only a dozen seconds later, i heard a cacophony of tearing sounds as the seams of my shirt started giving way. my biceps, my abdomen, my chest, and my shoulders were all too muscular and full to be contained any longer.
The Donkey Diaries
Paul breaks his kiss with the donkey as his ass rips through his jeans, his underwear bursting as the seams around his thighs pop. "hohh..hawwww! heeeehaww!"
Employer-Employee Relations
His suit had been retailored four times in the past year to contain his steadily swelling muscles; even so, the seams of his jacket strained around his biceps and pecs.
Shelter from the cold
He noticed more and more of their bright goo dripping on him from their seams, covering his fur.
Space Sheep 6
Everything seamed... right. he felt that he knew all along, this was right for him. he was someone that could love animals this way, giving and receiving sexual satisfaction.
More Than Me
My sentences, a writ of fashion to read the works of artists their stories ignite my soul i moan and pant, my paws won't resist my wintery nights are never cold when i soften, i began to dream of the furs, born from ink i am still human, odd as it seams
The Imaginary Kingdom (Poem #1)
Life, a simple illusion, illusion a simple life, twisted into a lucid dream, where things aren't what they seam when shadows fall upon reality, imagination takes reign, raindrops become instruments, the mountains a choir, the forests the band, the
Hurt
#3 of poetry don't bleed, hold the bleeding my love, the tears tear through these seams, god's black hand has no blood, and now i awake from this dream, my love, your body so cold, quiet and silent, so blue, my hand empty, nothing to hold,
The Shoe Store Scam
Grow._ and grow it did, pushing forward and cracking the seams of the shoe until the claws burst free with a loud rip.
Try Me! Chapter 1 - The Trial
He pushed down slightly and felt a seam. lips! he thought, giddy. the flow slowed and stopped. he almost got up, but realised he needed to wipe. he wiped himself and stood up, almost bowled over by the implications and possibilities.
Chapter 2: Home Gothic
They jutted through seamed holes in his shirt, the first bend just above his head. "you have wings," she stated dully, mind reeling. he smiled softly. "yes. and it doesn't make me any different."