Tale of the Lonesome Prankster Chapter 3-2: To Know Your Enemy
Little but to stare blankly at the mouldy wooden wall in front of her while waiting for torch's tool to grow limp. she noticed the series of thin, firmly spanned vines the fox had strapped on the wall, running from left to right.
Jon Mahon Chronicles
Mathias occupation: rolling around in the floor and eating the mold in people's showers
Clear Jell 5
Relieved that she had not broken anything videl released the molded penis from her grip. as she began to stand, back up a whiff of something sweet caught her attention.
Breaking The Line Draft 1, CH 19
This makes me particularly good with making mold grow. most people have no idea what mold's life cycle is, but too fast and he's going to be suspicious." "you want to get mold growing in his house? he has wards up, no magic can go through."
Chapter 7 The First Customer
The top of the mold peals away from the sskausa toy's body. a loud audible slunk is heard as the toy's body peals away from the plastic mold.
Looove It! An origin story
Included were the mold-making frames, mold filling clay, packets of resin powder, files, sculpting tools, and dyes. for nearly an hour wheezie lay in bed, practicing the shapes she wanted her first claw-model to hold.
Horse and a fox Freewrite
Her hands moved from desperately clawing the wall to reach back and grab the stallion, and the next time he molded her womb around his length her body clenched like a vice around him.
"The Thin Line," Part GG
I promised him an extra pint a day if he got four of the squaddies trained in the use of a slaff-sling, and i resolved to see where i could get my paws on some lead for his lead-mould.
Left to the Doghouse
_ _ _ "furs are different, not everyone fits into any single mould, cobb." _"well, still, everyone was gay, except me..."_ _ _ "even that doesn't always help," i said.
The First Day
Nate felt that even though she fit the mould of a stereotypical tomboy, the style suited her her perfectly. daryl checked his watch, setting his cup in the sink. "i've got to head out now, hit the office before my boss leaves."
Weaver Fever (chapter 1)
He slammed the door, shutting off from sight of the scrape marks on the walls and the dark grey mould spots on the ceiling, the fluff-balls at the edges of the floor, the small clods of ginger fur and the general scatter of rubbish.
Life Sometimes Changes
He would be glad of the position he's been moved into, as his spine started to contort and mould into the shape he desired. jason's legs seemed to shrink inward and become more thinned, as his arms widenned into a second front pair of legs.