Wishful Disires
The fabric of her shirt glided over her nipples, causing them to harden, poking out as her stomach became more and more revealed as the shirt drew upwards. "w-what's happening to me?" she groaned, straining to hold her slowly growing breasts up.
Friendly Love
She removes her shirt from around her shoulders, and slides her bra off, throwing them behind her haphazardly. i am glad i locked my bedroom door.
Road Crew - Ch. 2 - Looking back Pt. 1
'wow, wonder where these guys bought the shirts.. these look awesome - so classy.' i thought, my gaze still on the shepherd, who was wearing the first two buttons of his shirt open and his chest fur sticking out of the shirt.
Icebound - Chapter 15
His shirt was hanging off him in tatters, the arms and sides having torn badly at the seams and the laces on the front were snapped, the shirt itself had ripped a good hand-span down the front.
Mary-Anne's Mammaries
A shirt that was at one time large on her stretched almost to it's ripping point across her bust, her prominent nipples jabbing into the fabric. the bottom hem of the shirt barely managed to cover the bottom curve of her breasts.
Desert Critters
As they did so, the t-shirts and in the doe's case a bra, were becoming more intolerable. the doe slipped free of her shirt first, having no horns to contend with.
Fun and Games: BE What!?
He could see the outline of her bra through her already tight shirt, and after a few moments he saw gaps begin to open between the buttons on her shirt.
01 Damon's Bad Day
The shirt was yet another black shirt that he put on inside-out. ''do you ever wear any other type of shirt?'' alice had apparently not noticed before. ''every once in a great while i wear a plain black long-sleeved shirt.''
A Feminine Experience PT. 3
In a moment, a pink shirt came flying and landed on thomas' chest. "here, wear this. this should be enough to cover you while we go shopping for your new outfits." thomas looked down at the pink shirt in his dainty fingers. "what?
little secrets, chapter two
"you, toying with my shirt, and your head atop my chest. it feels nice." nick chuckled, and laid his head back down, his paw getting bolder, reaching up underneath the shirt, rubbing softly at the fur just above mason's navel.
Riding The Bull
They filled slowly and her shirt pulled tighter, straining against her chest and belly as both expanded. the curve of her breasts, nearly always hidden due to their slight size, showed clearly now through the snug shirt.
Enslaved to Scent
What they hell would he have done if he saw me, sniffing his shirt!" servus paused as he scrubbed himself quickly "w-why was i sniffing his shirt?" he said, feeling disturbed by the whole experience.