Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Destruction- Chapter 5- Indigo Overgrowth pt. 2
She crawled out of the sticky string like a butterfree molting out of her metapod cocoon, but not without losing a few patches of fur on her. "y-yeah," she told him, freeing her left paw out of the mess, and throwing it on the ground.
Hellfire
A thin, pale green layer fell away from her body as she molted and grew. cum slid down her scaled legs as the fire burned her. pleasured her. drove her. fire and hunger. so hungry. thirty feel tall. forty. fifty.
Garden seduction
The sight was more than kyle's molted mind could handle, and he almost ran over to the golden zebra, grabbed her hips and pushed into her warm, wet sex almost violently. he groaned as he felt her tight flesh squeezing against his hard member.
Mathew's Plans Chapter one: Takeing Sister
Ellen 13 year old female feline white with molted brown and black patches 4'9" slight slender build.
Remedy, a story of Aligare (Chapter 2)
Peregrine's primary quills would moult and regrow, and fray happily with use, and his old ways would fade like crumbling sandstone; there was only the question of what would remain. it would need to be light enough to fly with.
Dating An Heir [M/M][Oral] (Pt 1)
We molted and shed regularly, but in general we tried to take care of our flight feathers. drachenwolves or flying wolves with bat wings didn't have this problem, though their wing membranes tore quite often.
War
Tails would grow from their bums, hooves would replace 'proper' feet and toes, their wings frequently molting their feathers to be replaced by leathery, thick skin as they became slaves to the lust instilled into them.
An Unexpected Encounter
This was my home, myself a dratini just entering my seventh molting cycle. it would be at least a few more before my growing days were done. we all lived in peace and harmony here, mostly families of dragonites and their offspring.
Steam Heat
The head of the stallion's hefty, molted shaft had begun to flare, and the fox's shaft was swollen and red at the base. i stared at their gorgeous bodies, and they stared back, moaning underneath their breath.
Niya of Beit Jala
_ and the clouds frowned, the glowing orb in the sky spun around the entire earth tens of times as his skin molted from his bones and his jaw mouthed "i love you" for the final time.
A Fighting Chance: Chapter 3
"aw man...come on celeste, you know i'm molting. this takes forever to pick up..." "see? now you have something to do other than bother me." i smiled at him triumphantly. "uncool sis... uncool."
Episode 3C: Kill the Moon
O'mara had molted badly and was whimpering and shaking in terror. harry slowly stood back up and said nothing, but his disdain was quite evident. "now then, if we are done with the bravado, please allow me to continue," coyote grinned.