Wasteland Survivor – Union - ch12
"he-" i began, and jumped to my feet, fighting the nausea that rushed to my head.
Catscratch Fever at the Beach
Thorn staggered to her feet, fighting both her swaying, wobbling body and the urge to keep squeezing and scratching and ripping and _bulging_ and _growing_ and _freeing_ herself. was this the scratchy cat thing?
Familiar, Part 5 - The Steam Cities Overlord
Andreas stood on his feet fighting the venom with every inch of his being. pain seared along his limbs. jake touched his back feeling his muscles trembling softly. "are you ok?" jake asked.
Ander - Chapter 1, Subchapter 5
Ander wriggled out from underneath his brother's shadow and quickly got back to his feet, fighting the urge to cough. kneeling in the dirt, banno rubbed the corner of his mouth with his hand and stared in disbelief as it came back bloody.
Twins Help Out
Trey gulped as he felt his little brother's cock rubbing against the soles of his feet, fighting a losing battle his own hardon. he'd never played with his little brothers; they'd always been too bratty for his taste.
Rich in (Sole) Privilege
He tapped his fingers against his thighs, thinking it through as the irish setter got to his feet, fighting the urge to let his tail wag freely. "um..."
The Dragon's Knight: Chapter 1
While she was the offspring of one of the greatest dragons to have ever lived, she knew nothing beyond a pampered life with a knight who waited down on her and her family hand and foot, fighting was the _last_ thing she knew how to do.
Becoming the Prey
Diana could make a move for the sword; that would at least entail she died on her feet, fighting until the bitter end. or, as much as the idea repulsed her, she could cooperate with the horny beast.
Kerage and Tesarasa 5
Kerage shuffles and scampers as he's yanked upwards, his feet fighting to stay put on to the plate. he lets out yelps of surprise, the sounds hitting him, embarrassing him. her fingers slide down over to his chest, and she bites her lip.
Endless
It was taking all i had to remain on my feet, fighting against the nausea the spinning world was giving me. my muscles burned with exhaustion and protested against any further abuse with sudden contractions.
Fall From Grace, Chapter Seven
She snarled, coated in blood, climbing back to her feet, fighting against the combined effects of injury and glimmer withdrawal. sadik stabbed his broken sword into the floor, attempting to lean on it for support. rushan’s assault had cracked his ribs.
Munie's New Life
With her unsullied hand, she snaps her fingers, and munie is brought standing to her wobbling and weak feet, fighting to keep her balance. in a puff of smoke, she suddenly is dressed in a little french maid outfit, both frilly and revealing.