First Night
Light streamed in from the quickly setting sun setting a golden cast over his pasty skin. he pushed his cheeks into the air to entice aiden, his new boyfriend to get on with it. "keep it together" he whispered to himself as he ground his teeth, waiting.
The Lady Wore Red - Chapter 4
Her face was pasty except for the red pimples scattered throughout. leaning in close, she could see a few small wispy brown hairs on the corner of her chin. her first chin.
Lyra, Half-Baked
Before doing anything else, lyra scrubbed her fur free of the pasty stuff in her fur. it felt nice to be clean, but she did note that as she got wet, the odor of old garlic and pepper got stronger.
The Breeding Room
The pasties would remain stuck there but, with her legs pushed back, the canine could still get his soft, wet nose down to her tits.
JOABWB: Princess Dylan
He kept the pasties and skirt on underneath. even though he still had makeup on, he figured if he hurried home, he could get in the shower and wash it away, along with the semen and shame.
Fyve: Nothing Can Hurt Me (3)
Fyve lie there, working his jaw in a vain attempt to produce some spit for his dried and pasty mouth. it seemed all his saliva had been wasted on the mattress. he moaned in disgust as he disengaged his long tusk from the mattress in one graceless motion.
I put one of my stories in google translate, this is what I got
Larana pasty white skin covered with eczema, her hair is brown t-shirt as a ring, is being transformed into a serious protein filaments, black dress. "as you increase the price of food in my kingdom!
Amber Silverblood: Chapter Thirty
His skin was almost pasty white, but was offset by the blindingly red freckles that covered his face. they reminded me, i thought idly, of salamander spots. they were subtle things that most people wouldn't notice.
Snow Angels
His once lustrous green scales had lost so much color he appeared pasty as if he spent too much time indoors. he rubbed his muzzle which had begun to sag and taken on a wrinkled look. nevana chuckled. "sorry, grandpa.
Gap Year: Laney, What are you doing? Laney STAHP!
He's gasping and his eyes are pasty white. "b-brent..." he whispers. i squeeze his hand in mine while tears fall from my face to his chest. "you save my life..." a loud sob escapes my lips and i kiss his hand, holding it between my paws.
Rinta: Island of Freedom - Part 6
Then, she pulled a pair of the tiniest pasties claudia had ever seen.
A Father's Lesson
The remnants of the devastated pastie slipped from the cub's nerveless fingers and shana sank to her knees, unable to believe what she had just done.