Donkey Destiny
The hair on the sides of jace's scalp started to thin, becoming less substantial, but the hair down the center of his scalp darkened, thickened, and grew longer. what had been a bit of bed head became an unruly mohawk, and it was growing by the second.
Into the Woods
The headache was back, he moaned and grabbed the sides of his scalp and could feel his face jutting forward, forming a rounded animal-like mouth and he was still growing.
An Asinine Fantasy
I felt the surge of a mane rip down my scalp, across my neck, as it contorted, trembled, and elongated.
Idol Desire
He didn't want to get out of here, he thought while his scalp prickled the same as his arm in preparation for the red scales that would spread there, he wanted to find the idol and to bring it back.
The Black Stable
Stod's hand on your scalp is replaced by otto's. you gasp as he yanks your head sharply backward by it and he whispers huskily in your ear, so close his teeth rub your neck.
The Young Magus Familiar 2
Amor raked his dull claws against the far side of the jackal’s scalp, holding the tamed archmage’s head still even as his hips bludgeoned his knot against the makeshift entrance.
Desperate Times and Desperate Measures
She patted her head to find that her ears had moved on her, traveling up her scalp and fanning out into triangle like shapes.
COMM - Just Lion Around - Commission for Jensen - Prologue -
Taking another sip, he sighed softly and brushing a hand over his thinning scalp. "these companions, when they first were... born? no, that's not right either. constructed? good a word as any.
Rock Bottom
Words failed him, especially as his own scalp began to do more than just tingle. one of ben's biggest shames had been the fact that since he had turned thirty, his hair had been thinning.
Gagging For It
“over and over, it’s always meant for someone else, you sent it by mistake…” roseo’s grip tightened, fingers pricking into the younger male’s scalp, the bear’s growl festering into a dangerous snarl. “every fuckin’ time.
Dragon In The Suburbs.
I turned back to rhys, whose eyes fell to my jaw, then away, ears flicking once before folding flat to his scalp. quickly, the mask was fitted back into place. “...right.”
Shadow
Without him even noticing the foggy feeling returned, as he was rubbing the shampoo into his scalp still visualising callie in her wolf form he started to think of himself like callie had been before, a well muscled tiger anthro.