STAY WITH THE FARM
Melting, pouring into the mould fashioned by their sordid acts. it would solidify, become as hard as cast iron; unbreakable when pitted against the trials of the mundane.
Seed of the Wolf God
Bricks of molded stone lined the ground beneath their bare feet.
Dante Motherfuckin’ Creed
Oily and rusty, mottled with rot and mould.
The Furry Rebelion: The Journey Pt. 2
"hell if i know," capitan moulder replied. "captain, enemy drop ship inbounds," the navigation officer reported. "blast their asses out of the sky," capitan moulder ordered.
Look at Me Lion
"well they took kind of a mould..." i replied sheepishly. "...of your ass?" "yeah," i chuckled, "it was so sticky, i got this strange plastic stuff on me for days afterwards..." "that's just..."
Guidance
Servas fought back a triumphant cackle, biting his lip as the other naga laid over his chest, "thank you oen, i'll do my best to mould you.." he trailed off, laying a hand over the lightly glinting back and strokes it, hissing pleasantly to himself.
Vurrik's Bad Day
A skaven wearing the mark of clan moulder on his clothes let them in after a respectful bow towards the warlock. the place inside was bare, except for a wide, foul-smelling pit in the middle of the room.
Catching the Pokevirus
Whenever you look down at it you notice that the normally red and white pokeball has started to grow over with this weird looking green scuzzy mold- and of course you're like oh shit.
Night Howl
Wolfikous briefly fell behind unka as the more agile femfur darted around a large moulder, the gleam of the full moon shining down on them from so very high above. “keep up!”
Home is where the heart is
Her arms encompassed videri, her mate, her love, her everything, bare skin molding with scaled hide, feeding off the warmth he emitted in spite of his frigid appearance.
Cream-Pie
That was just the case when someone was sitting, but it did better allow the softness of her flesh to mould to the delectable shape of his cock.
The Mage and the Blacksmith
The spectre hovered over a mouldy skeleton, a rusted dagger jammed into its skull.killick lay frozen in place, trembling in fear, and merely stared.