Synergy
One was hardly subtle, sporting magenta hair boldly streaked with cyan highlights, the vibrant colors standing out against the monochromatic ambience.
It Tis' in Flight!
The underbelly was maroon fire--- the overscales magenta--- the mane from tip to snout was ultra-violet--- the claws a marbled, tan.
Perfect Fit
Instead of getting darker, hers were turning lighter and blushing- going from soft brown to pink, and then to magenta. the areola swelled up separately from her breasts, forming soft hills.
The Kaiju's Toy
Her face turned upward, magenta eyes half closed as her mouth fell open. the casual onlooker might think she was in pain, but this illusion would be shattered seeing one of her hands massaging the cavernous slit beneath her belly.
Dragon Essence
Surprisingly, it didn't take nearly as much effort as tarell thought it would to get the thick magenta cock-tip of the ebon dragon to show itself. yet, at that first sign of arousal the mage almost wet his pants. "what the hell is that?"
Breaking Character
"there's enough of me for you both," he said, running his fingers through the magenta and golden-blonde hair of their manes. ellie nodded and squeezed past zuri to nuzzle and lick at the hyena's heavy balls.
Parallel Universe Ch 19
He's wearing a brown coat over his magenta office shirt. beneath it, he wore black pants and office shoes. his blue eyes are very recognizable from the memory image. "kendric!" i yelled happily. "it's been a while, isn't it?"
A Thief in Need
That same mysterious magenta she'd briefly glimpsed in the moonlight made itself known once more.
Approaching Depths
She had chosen to wear a magenta suit today, which complimented her natural colours in beautiful contrast.
Secrets of the Library: Lydia Blackwood
She had a soft magenta coat from her mother. her mane and tail were purple from her father. the sun clock started tick-tock. celestia looked out of the window where there was nothing but fights.
The Frost on her Feathers - Chapter 1
With a sky canvas painted in pale magenta and grayish blue, every southerner would insist that they are witnessing the twilight of day, and in some form, they would have been right. but in truth, it is just one hour past afternoon.
Chapter 1 - Bloody Bricks
The exposed fur on my hands, arms, and tail were still the same purple, almost magenta, color, but the chest of my hoodie was torn and caked in dried blood. at that moment, it didn't matter. "hello! is anyone there?