Borderlands - Caustic Crystals
"come to me, my pasty cake! it's time for three pounds of flesh! i've got the need to seed..." he muttered, looking around. there was a fluttering of some varkid near by, enough to spook him.
Okamik vol1, Chapter 1-3
It tasted odd to him, and it took a few more mouthfuls of the pasty and chunky food stuff before he got a taste for it.
Cain and Able - Chapter 2
By now his face was a blooded mess and all that was visibly mathew was a birthmark on the right side of his pasty white face, now darkened by the crimson blood. his eyes had swollen and the shallow crevasses there had filled with blood.
Dr. Change's Subject: Best Friend
The taste was horrible shit scooped into a pasty cookie-like substance. but he had to please this man at the risk of more shocks, and so he ate it. he had no choice.
Writing Stream 7: Growth
The swimsuit, starting as something that covered her completely, was increasingly looking like a set of pasties that barely covered her nipples. her face grew hot as she blushed, trying to cover her chest even as it continued to grow.
Children of Steel
He was another one of those pale pasty faced admin types who obviously avoided the bright sunlight and heat of the outdoors. he smelled strongly of antiseptics and soap, probably some kind of health nut.
Gemini Ties: Candy Maid
There were whole rainbows of hard candy, gumballs and pasties lined up in glass cases. in the corner of the store, there was a soft serve frozen yogurt machine, with lots of little sprinkles and other candies to put in the ice cream.
The Hotel Employees of the Future 12
In fact, it had shuffled from where it lay between her breasts to rest on top of one nipple, legs curled around it, almost like some protective little pasty.
Miyori's Chronicles Ch3 - Trapped within the Palace
Artal took a bottle next to him and filled two cups with a brown, pasty liquid which reeked of alcohol. "this drink is fora beer, quite rare." he explained while giving me one of them, acting as if nothing happened. "take one.
The Whore Babysitter Part 1 (Miss Trebla)
A small tender figure of a child no older then maybe five or six years old, wearing a leather jacket that cut off at her midriff and a pair of pasties in the shape of a heart with holes in them over her nipples.
Commission: Ches Stays at Home
She could hardly reach around one even with both of her hands, and she could feel taut muscle under the pasty layer of fat. "do you think you could handle being bigger than this?" she asked softly, awed by how sturdily their body was built.
Interest for Interest 3
Heh, the times that he'd gotten her to take those pasties off back then... pity that she was almost never there anymore. the things that he could probably get away with these days.