Rite of the Fertile Moons
The crowd joined the other clergy in their mantra while the artist filled in details, covering the bird's arms and hands in complex designs.
Opening the Relationship (1/3) [Draconicon]
He was repeating the mantra as the shark's voice filled his head, feeling his body getting more and more covered with the strange black-blue ooze. he was losing himself, going deeper and deeper into his own need.
The Curtain Call of Marcus Heckinberry
The mantra of the performer is this: repetition is as much of a deity as it is an art, existing in all that makes the world such a beautiful place.
The Grave Keeper's Headstone
When the raven was repeating who and what he was like a mantra, the naga reached up with the collar and harness, sliding them over the raven's body to replace his outfit.
Advent, Chapter 8-Infiltration
Withdrawing his hand, he hit his temples repeatedly, ranting around the room playing the mantra, "nobody trusts me!"
Superhero Story: The Grave Keeper's Headstone
When the raven was repeating who and what he was like a mantra, the naga reached up with the collar and harness, sliding them over the raven's body to replace his outfit.
The White Tiger
Like my mortal mother, i had a green eye, an impressively curved body, a talent with weapons, and a knowledge of the rite of human mantras.
Mid Summer's Night Heat
Closing his eyes he listens to the mantra of his name falling from her sweet mouth. her fingers slip from her lips drawing a wet trail as they glide down her body coming to rub deliciously against her swollen wet clit.
Transformation Stream Story 13: Incubator Becoming
It became like a mantra, and her eyes glazed over the more she thought about it. her body was just so ready for the eggs, so eager for them to fill her.
Musk Stream Story 5: The Demon and the Monk
His cock hurt as the magic swirled down below, and the raven forced himself to bring his hands to his prayer beads, rubbing them, muttering mantras to try and drive the magic out of him. "huh. that's weird." "what...monster?"
Invisible Wings, 3/4
All i could do was keep breathing fast, and hearing my heart pound, and sweating, and thinking nonsense mantras in my head as i felt my feathers rustle. felt my claws touch my scaly palms as i clenched my hands into fists, and began shaking.
Mission Failed [Subscriber Reward]
As the drone who once was designated dire sailed through the air, the mantra came with him. he closed his eyes and chanted to himself as he plunged, headfirst, straight into the thick, swampy bath of darkness.