Sutopia, Ch 2
The fox went to the sink and set the cup beneath the faucet; the young man was surprised when a sand-like powder poured out instead of water. setting it on the counter in front of logan, she finally replied. "trans humanity needs more people.
Dark Growlithe - Chapter 9
An umbreon could do it but you can't unless you cover yourself with mud or sand, like bandit." kitten came out and looked around, "where is bandit?" "in the rocks there," indicated dark growlithe, "you can come out now, bandit. you hid very well.
The Rose of the Desert and the Holder of the Storm
She had the scent of perfume mixed with the ozone-like quality of sand. like a beach full of flowers. "i thought something bad had happened to my little hasani."
70 - The Good, the Bad, and the Dried Up
'or maybe we need to dig through the sand like this fellow.' 'that might be an idea.' said valdys, and held her open hand in front of the beetle. it touched her finger with its feelers, and crawled onto her palm.
It’s Mine Forever
Nate tried to pile up and shape the sand like he did with his playdoh back home. but the sand wouldn't take shape "poppa, how do i make a sand castle?" the cub asked.
Fall From Grace, Chapter Twenty Eight
Her aquamarine scales were lost beneath the sand, like a flame slowly growing cold. “sadik." cyton, god of serpents, slithered around the table, his innumerable snakes wriggling in the wind. “you have your orders," sadik said.
Stormy Beach Breeding
I managed to see the umbrella-like thing fly off only to fall and crumple up on the sand like a dead spider. the hail was heavy, little pea-sized balls of ice stinging even through my thick fur as they pelted down.
Punishment By Giraffe; Locusta's tale!
Showers of ruby and crimson splattered though the air and onto the sand like the work of a careless painter. they took turns dancing forward and back, peppering her canvas of skin with bites and shredding her flesh to hanging ribbons.
A life leeched away
Two great mountain ranges rose high into the clouds, their tops covered in white cold damp sand like substance that melted to the touch.
Lonely Oak Chapter 40
His feet clapped and clopped in the sand like he was walking on the world's biggest batch of oobleck, leaving shallow footprints in his wake. the sound of the waves was much more prominent.
Heartbeat Passage: Chapter 3
Christian edged away from the shelter of the tree, lips twisting as the roots cast long, gnarled shadows across the sand like the fingers of a great beast.
CoC: Corruption Pump - Day 4 - Part 4: Fish'n'Fuck
She jammed the end of her fishing pole into the sand like a post, to prevent it from going anywhere, and stood up. “with izma i just like riding hir big old shaft.”