Werewolf TF Practice
His hand was deformed. every finger was abnormally longer, like stretched clay. at the tips of each one were elongated nails, with pointed ends. eddy slowly clenched and unclenched his hand, testing to see if these fingers were actually his.
Stank of all Trades
Pulling with his grasp on the mephit's posterior, he swallowed again, the shape of the skunk's head and shoulders visibly deforming down towards the hare's belly, forcing his top to undo itself, unraveling and opening up one panel at a time.
The First Nightmare
He hugged his knees to his chest, his dead, deformed mother still vomiting onto the already soiled bed. _this isn't real_, travis told himself, tears now falling from his eyes, the same eyes of his mother.
Deerphinly Delicious
Meanwhile the bed spread was deforming from a new shape, forming and shaping up... shi opened hir eyes as shi was completed. the deerphin looked around slowly, disoriented.
Personal Pride
A part of him still insisted that he was deformed, a spectre that would perhaps never truly leave him. but as long as others believed he was beautiful, he would not deny them their delusions, would he now?
Pom Pom
The man's leg started to quickly deform and get massively muscular as his middle toe deformed and stretched out his foot quickly turning into the hoof of a horse!
Thorell Dallen
The mountains are filled with deep dark shadowy creatures that seem to ooze darkness from their very skin, their stench and horror-fully and sometimes deformed forms scaring poor souls into the afterlife well before death even comes to them.
The Drolf and Her Mate
She had deformed flag like wings colored light purple with glowing eyes the same color. there was a rainbow colored blush on her cheeks. these two things never stopped.
Latex Story: Experiments in Latex
Closing his eyes, leroy focused on deformation. almost immediately he felt the strength go out of his arms and legs, and if it hadn't been for the fact that he was leaning near a table, he would have fallen over completely.
Melancholy.
-interrogated bridewell, broadly walking a sphere around voltaire who too appeared deformed, of the elder incubus' wings had been slit from his back, his palms profusely salivating plasma onto the chalice he always toted along.
The Stonehouse Mysteries 1.6 - The Malicious Masquerade
Swinging the shotgun like a club and letting out a yell that aspirated my blood across his deformed features i struck him twice.
The Stonehouse Mysteries 1.3 - The Malicious Masquerade
Will's deformed face looked like thunder, although i was struck that it was me he was looking at with anger, not the bloody fool that nearly took my head off. "it was a misfire...a misfire!"