[Commission] The Making of a Broodmare: Part 3 - Learning His Place
Caristos could feel the grunge caught on his brother's scales smearing against--into--his burning, working nostrils, and he whimpered. "are you saying that i reek, little brother?" he did.
Pond Scum 2
Pond Scum 2 - Gear Grease Written by Leo\_Todrius Commissioned by anonymous ----EXTREME FETISH WARNING--- ---Proceed at your own risk--- With a gentle roar the shower head began to spray, the droplets falling like a cascade of warm rain on a...
Pond Scum 1
Pond Scum Written by Leo\_Todrius Commissioned by Anonymous The sun gleamed in the sky with an unrelenting gaze across the city, soaking the urban streets with yet another day of heat. Glass and steel sky scrapers bounced light between themselves...
Dark Refuge 1
Dark Refuge Written by Leo\_Todrius Commissioned by Lvgreed2k It was a still and quiet night, too still and quiet for Frank. The city was washed in a violet and green glow from the street lights, surrounding the city in an aura of industry. High...
Dregs of Hummanity (extreme)
Dregs of Humanity Commissioned by Vaughnblondetail Written by Leo\_Todrius The light of early dawn shone over Capital Street, giving the tan and cement buildings a touch of color. It was a highly populated neighborhood on the fringes of the...
The Flaming Dorms
Daniel sighed, yet another lecture from his bigoted professor on how being gay was the worst thing in the world. The professor had been told several times that he was to cut out the hatred, but still he went on his long rants about how it was going to...
New Customers
Max's hand really does just disappear into the cheap, k-mark khaki, the crotch of the rat's pants, the cargo's front darkened and grunge-stained beyond all hope of cleanliness.
The Absinthe Civet
grunge? vaguely athletic? he just couldn't see it in his mind . . . he tapped his pen against his teeth, the feeling pleasantly numb as he considered what was to come next.
Addiction - Chapter Twenty-Two: Boneless
My brother's paw rested right over the logo of the 90's grunge band, pressed upon my belly. i closed my eyes and began to seek sleep, figuring if my brother wanted to start something he would have already shown some hints.
a shifters tale part fourteen
The creature before me looked at the dead body then back to me and roared with all eight heads, the sound was deafening and with my hearing it was like standing in front of the main speaker at a techno grunge rock concert.
The Wasted Youth, Chapter 1 - Penance and Reflection
grunge. over time, i've heard so many names for it that i've started to lose track of them all. charlie's first albums with lost shepherd had embraced that sound to the fullest; trashy and heavy, and yet smooth and emotional.
Nick - Wild
The bedding reeked of sweat and grunge and this musk, but it was the hairs that brought the biggest surprise.