Completed Poems from Missives
Yet now unmade is the flow'r which adorns thy mantle with its grace and withers, however slowly, by the hour, until 'tis faded to nothing and dust, though some scent
Minding the Mare: Pleasured by Her Stallion (erotic eBook teaser)
He runs his paw down my back from withers to rump and i lean into his touch, if grudgingly. it does feel kind of nice, even if i will not admit it to him. he gets cocky when he thinks i need him.
Heart of Winter: DnD Game Lore
Those few that follow and survive in her worship learn many of the most twisted and withering of arts. set to survive in this corpse of a world by feeding on others unfortunate enough to cross their path.
A Life on Centaurio
The loop had fallen over the female's torso, resting on her withers when he tightened it.
Mana Roselani's Bio
The entire pack was destroyed and it withered under his ruthless command. her mother and mana trapped, they both secretly buried her father underneath the elderly tree.
A Milky Delight
He muttered before taking off, the wind from his wings kicking up a flurry of dust and sand and withered bones. if there was one thing that could be at fault in this assault it would be his scales, brilliant though they were.
Shadow Of A Doubt - Ch. 23 - A Blast From The Past
He didn't just wither everything. that man killed everything he laid eyes on, except his brothers and sister. all the military folk that he even glanced at... they just dropped dead. three? he was kinda funny, i admit.
He Is Here.
The street, once lined with trees, was now lined with withered stumps as even nature rotted before him. he stomped onwards, emitting huge belches that would leave the people choking and dying before him.
Deep Conditioning - Chapter One
It was a palomino stallion, standing five feet at the withers, his golden coat reflecting the early morning sun and the luxuriant platinum coloured mane and tail as soft as silk.
Kovu's revenge
As the wind blow, he notices his mane slowly wither away. his muscles fading away into fat, which is being to accumulate around his rear and chest. slowly looking more and more suggestive each day. simba can hear the moans of nala in the distance.
Survival
I had to decide wither it was better to stand there and hope a car came along, or try to find a store or house.
A New Adventure
It was an odd thing to think of at her age and she chuckled at the thought of him trying to get a reaction from her withered flesh. the older she became the less she felt.