Regretful
The Wolf sat, Once more, But, It was different, This time. He no longer had That old pain, That old, Crushing, Companion. Instead, It was... The Wolf lifted His head from his Contemplation, "It's weighing On me," He said aloud, No...
Tale of meeting of two roses
How kind the days, where little the thyme One meets two roses so sublime. Where heart makes herald of duty languish Leaves thee unruly and only in anguish. With one rose named Linda, one finds much heart There with rose george-anne, instead...
Another Form of Rebellion - Chapter 2
#3 of another form of rebellion so it kinda starts like this: it was back when we were sophomores, in the middle of the year. my friend, at the time hanging around in my front yard, is calvin (last name will be hidden until appropriate time).
*poem* Just...now
THIS POEM HAS THE PROPERTIES EXISTENCE WOULD HAVE IF DEATH HAD NOT EXISTED IF TIME ARRIVED AND DIDN'T PASS LIKE A LIQUID, IT WOULD OCCUPY ALL EVERY DIFFERENCE WOULD EXIST AND CARRY ON AS TRUTH ALL OPPOSITES COLLAPSE AND EVERY EXCEPTION BECOME...
Humilated Pleasures-Chapter 4
Elizabeth pulled out two massive foam breast forms, sporting two fake nipples at the end when in place in the sports bra and through the top stuck out almost indicating a desire to be teased or sucked.
An Avian Anthro
His beak warped forward, growing out, then softened, forming what felt like malleable lips, made for expression. his tail sprouted from his behind, shooting further out and expanding in size.
Proper Form
The sweat that formed on the buck's body dripped along his chest and over his tanktop. the hunter green was stained a darker color and his dark red footie shorts were practically bursting off his primed body.
Return to Form
Rusty hummed to himself, walking back to his living room as an idea formed in his mind. maybe he could...return to his true form, or maybe even just a fraction of it, for a while?
New Forms
While we may both be equine our forms are rather different; their hair brown to my black, their horsetail a uniform black to my black-to-white fading one, same as our manes.
The Sincerest Form
Boko's lair had been unlike anything that Klein had ever seen. They'd gone down through a trapdoor in the forest floor and climbed down a ladder into a large, open, cube-shaped room underground. Inside, there had been stairs on the floor, but also...
Fuzzy Form
**-- fuzzy form --** unblinking eyes greet upon entry, the smirk - perpetual. the head sits alone, its body hidden behind closet doors until the time to don comes. a hood of black creates shadows of gray.
A Plan is Formed
'it will soon be over", he said over and over to himself as he made his form comfortable.