Pâtisserie: Chapter 1 - Shrink
Sitting at the desk with her myriad quills protruding from her back, a pantsuit wearing middle-aged porcupine observed gideon over her green half-moon glasses.
Bridging the Gap -13
"here," said bobbie handing james a sheet and the quill, and the bottle of ink.
Slave Trade - Unexpected
Gaius announced emphatically, breaking off another quill to pin up another section of harness, "just because you're a bad slave master doesn't mean you can't be good at being a slave master."
Beast Of Bling
quills started to press out from his short tail as well now, but unlike on his head- the quills on his tail are immense. even his legs had not finished changing- his toes curled now from the odd sensation of his skin both growing and bunching up.
Chapter 7: Unspoken Desire
The quill had a long gray feather, and it wagged near his spectacles as his paw moved along the parchment. "he's throwing a ball.
diary of a porcupine -Psuenda_
I will tell you one thing, it's that quills and blankets don't mix, which is why i sleep with an unzipped heavy duty outdoor sleeping bag that has been my friend for a few years now.
Born of Chaos Ch. 2
He snapped his talons and a scroll of paper and a quill and ink appeared out of nowhere. the quill was giggling and twitching around in the ink pot.
Path of the Lion (Chapter 1)
He took his quill from the inkwell and blotted it. as he touched the quill to the parchment, however, he found his hand unable to write a reply to callor's message.
T. Aropo Vine Zoo - Chapter Fifteen: Intersexting Development
As he did, he brushed his quills lightly against theo's insides. "cum for me, theo," bobby remarked, egging the horse on. "i'm... mmm... sure you know i'm close already," theo replied.
Camping Trip - Decidueye TF
An odd pins-and-needles sensation soon followed, catching him off-guard as hundreds of quills soon pushed outwards, engulfing his arms.
Beating Around the Bush
He spoke softly and nudged me with his elbow before brushing off some dirt stuck to the quills around the nape of my neck. i remembered that panther boy in the park and how i never let anyone touch my quills. "you need a dye job, dude.
New Cultural Experiences
Quite suddenly, her hands left those bunches of quills on his back, and he let out a startled grunt as she placed them on either side of his muzzle.