Lykan Invasion 6: Escape
Crosse had watched good men around him fight against both mental and physical assaults as their personalities were twisted into the mould of their sick 'pack'. earth was no longer dominated by humans. mankind had lost.
The Indigo Dreamer
He buried his face in his hands and sank into the mouldy armchair. three days; that's how long the human body can last without water. usually.
The Were-Curse, part 1
The place smelled like an old factory or cellar, mouldy and musty. must be wherever the terrorists had their headquarters. maybe in the abandoned industrial area in town?
Evolutionary desires pt 5
It was an image of glaceon, rubbing her sex as she squirted from what looked like her sixth of seventh orgasm into an almost filled mould. eevee realised what his sister had done, the thought slightly arousing him.
Your new life in three steps (commission for Basti307)
“i want you to mold to my wishes. i want you feminine. i want you girlish. i want your body and mind to fulfill all my desires. you will mold to my wishes. repeat."
Robin's Promise
Skippy felt a tear running down his cheek as he mashed his lips against robin's and pressed himself against robin as if he wanted to mould his body with the archer.
The Deprivation Tank
The horse had heard enough and began trying to dislodge the distinctly molded feeding tube.
Descent Chapter 12 & Epilogue
You hated him because you can never fit his shoes, frustrated that you couldn't fit that mould and now you want to destroy that mould, destroy your father.
Slave Training
If he whined now, and depending on how great a whine it would be, it would determine whether or not i'd bother to train him and mould him into my little cock slut.
Bad End - Dirty Bird
Aside from some dampness, dripping stalactites, and a foul, mouldy smell, the cave is relatively dry, a jagged tunnel that extends deeper into the mountainside. you decide to explore the expansive cave system and venture forth.
The DJ's a Werewolf
Toddie quivered, heart pounding, the little bit of alcohol left in his system doing all it needed and more to relax him, his body arching up against kay’s as if he was trying to mould himself against the wolf’s body.
Scolipede... am I breedable to you?
“i’d be so tight you’d mould me around your cock, the perfect cocksleeve to get off in whenever you pleased.” “even if you could survive it,” scolipede said, walking to a lounging point and laying down at it.