What are friends for?
They settled back into a comfortable silence for several minutes, the room just filled with strums from electric chords and the humming of the black cat.
Autumn's Temptation: Beginning.
It would seem that the lecture struck a chord deep within the heart of the yourg vixen. one that would aide her in times to come._ _?_ present day "the blethering hell are you talking about?"
The Tiniest Doctor PART 1 [sizeplay, vore, medical]
Of course, his vocal chords shrunk as well! the assistant, a tabby cat with an ever-sarcastic attitude couldn't help but laugh at the voice he just heard, putting his hand down on the floor.
Good Enough (Earning Your Stripes)
Damien called to the cheering crowd, breathless as the last few notes, the last few chords, petered out in the resonant auditorium. "thank you so much! this was amazing!"
Slavery is Freedom: Chapter I: One and Zero
He understood now; the box the chord was threaded though could be made to tighten the chord, pulling on his balls and forcing him onto the dildo inch by slow inch.
I Will Not Cry.
Every fiber of my being is used in those few words, forcing my body and my vocal chords to comply. i will not let my voice falter for a millisecond.
The Mountain
My mind spun at a hundred miles an hour as i simply enjoyed the continuous pleasure and strain, all of it sending my body shivering and my vocal chords releasing heavy moans and squeaks.
Sola in the City
The wolfess' chuckle was discordant and unnatural, even for the size of the vocal chords that produced them. **"a whole world, helpless,"** her voice boomed over the city.
A Lifestyle Choice
The treatment is going well, and soon i will be able to vocalize beautifully--i can already feel my vocal chords changing, and my face, though tender, has started to set into a perfect muzzle, whiskers, wet nose, and all.
Perfeccionismo.
- asked max, playing a very soft chord. - good enough. now, keep that strength while you play; the melody must be soft. plus, you are doing the counterpoint, that, according to the sheet, is a little disharmonious.
The Op. (WIP)
I try to scream, but i no longer posess vocal chords. it seems that a single bullet has doomed me to end my existence in silence, no one near, no one caring. but, you can hear me. i can tell. you alone can tell my story to those i left behind.
Unexpected 2 Revenge (Story only)
He moved faster with every stroke, pulling my back against him with the severed chords. he gripped the whip between my legs and pumped it with his thrusts. my whimpers turned into moans as pleasure surpassed the pain.