Chapter 6: The Lost Burial Grounds of Meketh
Suddenly wretched, she dropped her head against him and closed her eyes. keme glanced down at her. so she'd had a lover. all the crying suddenly made sense.
her eyes, a predator. a dream
When the time is right, the wriggling wretch is forced to the edge, hair yanked up and screaming. begging in tongues doomed to never bring change, and with a wicked leer, the blade is raised. neck bared, a swipe, and they fall.
Mattimeo: Behind the Bushes, Part 2
"if it wasn't for those wretched horny weasels distracting me!" said orlando, angrily folding his arms. "jabez, you're next," said jess. the hedgehog took his slingshot and fired. jess counted thirty-six steps. "impressive," said jess.
Little plaything
The stink was much stronger between the fox's toes and it made him wretch. mike gently squeezed finn's head between his toes. no matter how hard he tried he could not free his head.
Herald.1
From the ashes arose a phoenix; but this was no majestic bird of fire -no myth of the old world- this was a carrion crow of hell, and this wretch was far too terrifyingly real.
Enka ~ Prologue
Realizing that he had failed, he brought both arms to the ground and fought through the wretching pain that spiked and nashed at his insides as he pushed himself up just enough to see the looming, pitch-black silhouette of mount beluhka, his failing vision
Ways To Love Your Brother
I hear another growl and i'm kicked over to lay on my side and a small black footpaw in crushing my paws against my groin roughly, causing a feral bark of pain to wretch from my mouth.
When the Rapture Comes...
," muttered roger quietly as he again opened the door to his wretched apartment. there stood the trix rabbit, looking like a heroine addict in withdrawal. "raspberry red!- -lemon yellow!--orange orange!," rhapsodized the rabbit redundantly.
Black Rock Shooter
It was that boy from the other world, forcing his will upon me with his wretched heart! he's madly in love with your boy and will stop at nothing to have him! unless of course... i kill you. black rock shooter snarls, showing his teeth at the panther.
A sad tale
The elf's hand waved over the worgen, displaying the wretched state she was in... dirty, covered in cum, her mane uncut and her fur matted down with more than just spunk.
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Thin, white text in some wretched sans-serif font, arial in this case, more or less reads what a generic male voice says.
Backstories: Cloud the Zealot
And may you forgive leonidas, once again, for coveting and hoarding all that he can, the greedy wretch." the crowd applauded, and then turned against the king as soon as cloud died.