Thane of Hearts, Part three
I shrugged, and only smelled wet soil and mouldy wood. "a deer," he said, and pointed into the trees. "somewhere in that direction." thorir followed his nose into the woods, and i followed his back.
Nightworld 18: Silence in the Snow
Seated in the iron chair at the middle was a figure, embalmed in mould and gore like a mummy. slowly, jaro circled the corpse, struggling to make out its features.
Foolishly Slugged
Foolish supposed that it had been locked in that room, and there wasn't a lot other than mold to be eaten in there.
Playing with Pup
Lex's hand mould move away from his pup's furred sac, coming to the red, glistening length that was sneaking out of hiding. fingers wrapping around it, speaking in a low growling voice against tyler's ear.
Life Imitates Art
The tedious back-and-forth went on until the wolf was finally lowered to the base of the mould. jarron wiped the sweat off his brow. now to get the mould ready for casting. he picked up a caulking gun and crawled beneath the mould again.
The Furry Rebellion: The First Time
I also asked moulder to be my best man. we really have hit it off since the first night. i feel the first night went pretty bad.
Emelie | The Three Little Pigs | Part 2
The entire wolf cock was made to fit inside her, to stretch her out and mould her to his fat mast. a spark of pleasure and pride shot through her when his big fat knot wedged against her lips at last, her entire tummy feeling bloated.
Preview of A Foiled Walk [2_2]
Instead he the gag was pushed firmly if not viciously into place, bracing straps held saphira's jaw shut around the carefully shaped mould, fitting her jaws thick enough that her tongue was pushed down without escape. "now, lights out!"
All Aboard the Cushy Express!
The sheep pulled the leash a little, giving briley no slack as she led him into the mold. when he was securely strapped in, she pressed a button and the top mold came down slowly.
Wishful Thinking
Atali smelt it first - mould and a dash of coffee. then he saw it, an extremely tattered collection of stained pages, held together by gravity rather than any binding.
Snakeskin - Sculpting Perfection
Duncan just nodded and watched as the four jocks continued to mash and mould the clay, their hands coated in the stuff and a bit of it splattered all over their clothes. "come on man, this was a new shirt!"
Owen
The fennec climbed up the first flight of stairs and then scurried up the second, covering his nose and hoping to god that the smell belonged to mold long gone and not anything still festering, else he'd be sneezing and having sleep issues until the mold was