The Art of Creation
As if the white fur was nothing more than a canvas to be painted, like how my life have been filled in for me too, by someone else’s paintbrush.
Snakeskin Redux 3
Wagging around behind him was a large black and silver rubber tail that was at least a few feet long and had more red and blue ruins that ran along the sides of a strip of synthetic fur that ended with a long, fluffy tip that looked... kind of like a paintbrush
In His Gallery
His thin tail swayed behind him as he slipped his paintbrush into a side pocket and stared up at the male, his shimmering black eyes widening as he took in the sight before him. "can...i help you mr. kitten?"
Sutopia, Ch 10
For those who like to be avantguarde and lead this change, the ability to stand out and go against the grain is the equivalent to an artist's paintbrush.
Gran Blue Archipelagos
I even fixed your sign for you." she smiled cheerfully, putting the paintbrush down from her hand, previously hidden from view. "fixed my sign? what are you-" he glanced up, freezing instantly.
Unexpected Exploits Side Story Nothing but Character and Plot Development.
He took his paintbrush like tail in his paw and copied the orb of light energy, capturing it's blue luminescence. then, he recreated the spectral, purple and black orb of ghostly energy.
Shing's story
Shing held a paintbrush in one hand, and a palette in the other. in front of him was a large white paper board held on a stand, the scene simply what was around the abra himself.
Next In Line
A little _ulp_ as the white tip of her tail vanished into the embrace of becca's gulping dick with a paintbrush flick of prespunk, raining upon the pantheress, clinging to her cloves to leave a little memory clinging to the fabric, a potent dose of musk that
Caution, there be Dragons Pt 2
I obediently sat down on the bed, and as surur set up a fiber-optic cable up to a data recorder, i lowered my head to my neck, the neck plates unfolded from their previous ridged positions slightly, wide enough to get a paintbrush between the gaps,
Balls In His Court [Trade]
, vaguely, distantly; _doesn’t matter to me, as long as he keeps on… running straight back into my fucking mouth_ – with that stinging salt, the bright allium acridity, the deeper, fuller, rounder bitterness that lurked here beneath the bull’s raised paintbrush
Your Punishment: Ten Tickles
He hastily threw the paintbrush onto the paint-stained canvas protecting the floor. "cant talk. nice talking. bye eopeii!" he gasped as he took off down the corridor. "bye!" the cat waved to the disappearing jackal. "and thanks for the help!"
Mojave Redemption - Part 5
Twitch said dramatically above jacob, pressing a hand to his grimy red tanktop and wielding his club as if it were a paintbrush. "ralphie!" he said suddenly to one of the men watching from the dugout. "hmm, station 3 should do it!"