The cub and The stone
I was a slightly chubby boar with molted brown and white skin and i thought i looked awesome.
The Life of Another - Chapter 25
"dude, she's not molting. she's a f#ckin' deviant! what the hell? i'm not going out with..." john elbowed me so hard i almost fell off the stool and quickly raised his voice. "hey _angel_. lookin' mighty fine tonight."
A Mesmo's Prey (Pt 2)
That smug sense of victory and superiority looming over the molted pelt of the master, even though he was burned and bloodied, he did not let that affect the sense of control he was oozing into every letter he uttered.
X to Y
Without warning, a molted black and purple horsecock poured from her new sheath. it hung for a moment, before instantly hardening and smacking itself into scolipede’s belly. “nnggh!!!”
Knelle's Night at Freddy's Part I
It was moldy, discolored, and covered in maggots and roach moltings. how a pizza was left so perfectly intact besides natural decay was beyond the cat. he left the kitchen and licked the palate the of his mouth. it felt like a film had formed on it.
Purple Shadow - Chapter 1
His heart lifted when the first pieces of meat were gone by the morning, and in its place he found one of the nargacuga's molted tail scales. sadly, not enough to prove a subspecies, but a keepsake none the less.
F Pidgeot x M Human
My uh… skin is getting sensitive and i think i'll be molting in a bit a few days. i don't want to risk sunburn" pidgeot said, making up an excuse. anon groaned, before resuming his lotion massage.
Encounters of the Nth kind - Chapter 1
It was a strange fruit no doubt, a dark green color with molted purple brown splotches on it making an odd pattern on its skin. i wondered why i had thought it a head and then it reminded me. it moved.
Silver Lining (Chapter 10)
But you had imagined it would be like how you imagined growing up would be: you'd wake up one day and molt the life you'd been living an old snakeskin. but you'd grown up and hadn't molted. maybe you thought it was waiting for something.
Black Sepia - chapter 2
Not all at once, not the way it was back then, but i've started a new molt, and the feathers are coming in black and, er, demonic." "d-demonic?" aziraphale nodded, his giddy excitement sobered by the horrified expression on crowley's face.
I - Gryphon Thief or Peeping Tom
- he kept still as the bustle of his jump died into silence, a few stray leaves falling to the ground like molting feathers.
Farm Life
Dandelion was moving up and down sliding walkers molted black and pink cock witch glistened with wetness. the palomino mare's tail had curled up and back till the tip of the tail bone must have touched her back.