Don't Kid Yourself
It bit down, catching her sweater in its mouth, then tearing back, revealing her chest as it spilled forward, furry apart from the slightly extended nipples, almost like the teats of a goat.
The Bus Ride
She commented as she patted his shaft and cheek while she gazed down at him leaving him blushing in embarrassment as his seed soaked into his sweater with an obvious stain anyone could figure out.
Lilou (Finale, or So We'll See)
He's been quoting dialogue most of the way home while lilou's contented herself between the toasty furls of his sweater. like it's never too hot for her space in them.
Minor Side Effects
The sweater entirely.
My Little Pony: Battle for Equestria pt 4
The sweater couldn't be button up or zippered up, leaving the white shirt that was with it easily shown. alone the chest part, a single black line going from east to west on the sweater, but not on the back, the same with the jeans, just over the knees.
Movie Night
Her fingers mangled with the fabric of the sweater she was wearing. it was so hard to describe.
Just ATypical Visit
She peeled off her sweater, feeling the chilly air hit her bare arms. she then slipped off the camisole, cringing as she forgot she had worn the heart-printed one. she bundled it with her sweater. her bra came next.
Life-Like Ice Part 1: Diego
The shepherd said while putting on the sweater had on during the critique. his shirt was still crisp and pure white. his slacks still had creases. "what offer?"
The Long Gift—Prologue
He's dressed more warmly than most of the other students and he is starting to regret wearing a sweater under his light jacket. it wasn't nearly this warm when he walked to his first class...
Comforting the boss
He was annoyed that he couldn't give his aching cock some relief but got dressed anyway and made sure to tug his sweater down to hide his erection. "hi kit, i see that baloo didn't wake you up.
Two Dogs Share A Proclivity For Licking
Her fur shivers as glas presses his other hand to her shoulder, sliding himself over her sheer sweater, brushing through the nape of her fur until he's caressing the skin beneath.
Flying Under the Radar
There was still the drape of his thick, cozy sweater, hanging just low enough that it _almost_ would have provided him with a sense of modesty.