Life in the Apocalypse: Chapter 6
I walked over to my mirror to check for any mistakes on my creations. nope, none that i could see. even though zombie bites wouldn't turn me into a zombie myself, my armor could stand up to the toughest undead jaws.
Where Minds Lay: Hell's Graft
I turn away from my mirror and gracefully walk to the door. jav moves aside. "yeah, i'm ready," i say when i pass by him. he follows on my heels(i took the shoes off earlies, i doubt they're care).
A plan to heal
"trying to explain that i could pass through my mirror into another world would sound crazy to anyone, even another furry." "so why are you considering it now?" he asked, his tone neutral. "i think he could handle it." i replied.
Project X:I
I leaned forward, glaring further into my mirror. what had that gent in spain called me? if i recall it was 'demonio de escala de los azules' or something of the sort, my spanish isn't as great as it used to be.
Star Fox: Changes of Love Chapter 11 Moving In, Part 1: Sabre
'well, might as well take care of this before i start to cum in my mirror.' bill walks towards his dresser and pulls a drawer open to pick up a pair of underwear before heading to the bathroom.
Hypnovember 2023 - Split, Gaze
Look at my mirror. you must be able to see my reflection. see? doesn't she look so happy? eyes full of rippling pink and red. big, wide, tight smile. just like you'll be before too long! wave hello to your fellow pet... good.
Silver's Stories The Younger Years WIP
I stood up and twirled in front of my mirror, and looked my self over. i took pride in my long brown hair, with blond bangs, my silken fur, shimmering in the light.
A siren and an incubus chapter 6
I yelled at my mirror. i've been at this all day, and i just couldn't bring myself to say what i felt. "come one lucile, man up!" i yelled again. i sighed and laid back on my bed. my mirror doesn't deserve to be yelled at.
The Crystal Chronicle: Introduction
After i looked up too standards, i went back into my room and walked over to my mirror. there, on my dresser by the mirror sat a box.
Ghosts
I expected to walk in on an uncanny disaster, cabinets open and my mirror seeping black ichor. what i found was...nothing. my apartment looked exactly as i had left it, down to the last tin of neko chow tuna. i didn't question it.
Sean's New School
It was an embarrassing habit of mine to dance around and lip synch before my mirror as if i was onstage while music blasted. thankfully, nobody outside of my house actually had any idea of that. before this particular saturday, that is.
A Road Less Traveled: Remissions of Guilt
._ \*thump thump\* i spun around from my mirror and stared at my door. the knob turned and clicked open as my sister stepped in. she gave me a glance over followed by a chuckle. "you have the collar all crooked here... that should do it."