Bonded By Love Chapter Three
Much like how when blacksmiths poured liquid gold into a mold, and his eyes were that mold. "j-jack? where are you? love? where are you?!" he wailed. it hurt jack to hear his boyfriend wail, but he couldn' do anything about it.
The Stonehouse Mysteries 1.5 - The Malicious Masquerade
I sneaked around through the dank and mouldy undergrowth, cursing every dry twig my feet found. the sound of rattling, wet voices drowned out most sound, and soon i picked up the pace, confident i was not about to be overheard.
Tales of Terra - Chapter 1
He had been put in charge of the academy by chentrilla's government which called for a hard hand to help mould their children into respectable adults... he was famous for being a tough and hard cookie.
The Outlander 3 29
"they are not built for combat and unworthy to learn the way of the warrior," "under your and my own instruction we can mould them into an unstoppable force.
The Furry Rebellion: Freedom
moulder orded.** i was ushered to a drop ship handed an assault rifle. i checked it's functionality. perfect. grabbed a pack full of c-4 and ammo.
He’s a Keeper
Every inch of him is mine to mould and manipulate. his modesty is mine. his maleness is fully primed under my hypnosis. i can only imagine the utter shame he'd feel if he could see himself now.
Friday the 13th
So they started to walk into the that ''path'' it was very dark and kinda wet, the air smelled sweet and somehow mouldy and mildewed "it smells ugly down here do you really want to go further? ... nikky?"
It’s Mine Forever
Then he showed him how to fill the molds with wet sand and use them to make walls and buildings, and how a pail of wet sand could make a tower. the cub was captivated as their sand castle grew around them like magic.
Deep into the caves
He didn't know why, but it made him peak over the craggy rock that molded shapes and lines into his arms while he had dozed off. his eyes grew wide with the sights, what he had been waiting for in the dark caves had finally come.
Tales from the Brothel - Part 2
As kianne let his soft walls mold themselves to the thick cock inside of him, allowing him to feel every vein pulsing heatedly with the dragon's power.
The Charred Legacy - Chapter 1 - The Therian
A disgusting mouldy green look had tainted and settled on it's body as the scales had stained almost with this nasty colour, they rubbed away with their boney thumb as it removed some of the greens strength, it would take them days to manage to give its body
Wishful Thinking
Atali smelt it first - mould and a dash of coffee. then he saw it, an extremely tattered collection of stained pages, held together by gravity rather than any binding.