Luca's Story
Her brilliant blue eyes were reflecting the light of the room, standing out against the light hint of mascara she had slipped in around her eyelids.
Dawn of the Dragon-Chapter 13
Now emily back to this...mascara of yours." he pointed a talon towards the small bottle of mascara on the ground, along with the portable circular mirror on the ground beside emily.
The Crossdresser
His hair was short, but brushed smoothly back regardless and his eyes were wide and unobscured by mascara.
Breaking My Bimbo In...
Doing her best to nod, her mascara now running in rivers down her face, the bunny sobbed. "great!" ziggs cheerfully spoke, "now open that slutty mouth, and no teeth or else!"
Bright Eyes Never Die
Her mascara was running. "...something wrong?" ares said, turning his head to the girl. the girl sniffed and looked back over at him. she wiped up her mascara and replied, "i'm okay." before looking to the paintings on the wall.
Office Mom
She said with a happily despite the dark mascara streams down her cheeks. with that, justin ended the recording and sent the entire batch he just taken to the office's group chat.
Krystal, Rouge and Renamon 4 - An Unpaid Debt
Renamon pulled herself from the floor and wiped her smudged mascara as she bowed respectively and left. \*video\* "i escaped from the goddess you know."
Colliewood & Whine
The corgi applied lipstick and mascara to make volpino's expressive features even blacker, and puffed powder into his fur. "there," she said, untucking the towel from his collar, "you can go!"
New Board (Wave the Swallow TF/TG)
Lavender eyeshadow applied itself to wallace's eyelids, and his eyelashes grew and mascara appeared on them. his ears vanished into his head but wallace could still hear. his mouth and nose fused together and pushed out, forming a yellow beak.
Foxy furrie love
mascara smeared her eyes as tears ran down the side of her face. moving a finger under her eyes, he wiped away the smear and brought his muzzle down onto hers, intertwining her tongue with hers .
Chapter 7: Butt-rape and Bubbles
She was hugging her knees sadly to her chest, the big silver loops in her ears twinkling in the lamp light and her mascara-eyes fearfully avoiding those of her mother. david was sitting on the floor with his back to the coffee table.
Dress to De-Stress (Commission)
His friend started sorting and applying various bits of makeup, from black lipstick, mascara, painting the pig's nails a lovely shade of crimson. "ah, stay still," the dragon demanded whenever ash figited.