A Blue Morning
But the blue curls deep into my soul, colouring my thoughts and slowing them down, feet dragging as if pulling each step through a pit of molasses.
30 Minutes a Day
"better" the skunk all but purred out, his voice deep and smooth like molasses for the ear, only much lower in calories.
Merlin's Revenge Chapter 10
Her sense of time now made everyone and everything around here look like they were swimming in molasses. it was as if her cognitive running speed was like a new generation computer.
Becoming His Puppy
“then get down on your knees,” he murmured, the words coming to his lips slowly as if as thick in his throat as molasses. “that’s what a pet does.”
9 to 5 (Vore Story)
Maybe not literally, but in terms of movement, it definitely felt like the wolf was trying to move around in a thick, molasses-like belly soup. and it was only going to get thicker.
The Farmer's Daughter
Her accent was thick as molasses, roughly as sweet. ricky turned to desmond for translation. "uh, if we do this, brian's gonna make rugs outta us," said the foxcoon in his own, thinner accent for ricky. he smiled.
Born of Chaos Ch. 3
He laughed again and waved his hand at the river running through the city, turning it into molasses. the ponies bathing in it trying to swim back towards the shore was a sight to see.
Ash and Rusty in the Woods
To rusty, it felt like warm molasses. then, ash's velvet tongue lathered the underside of the shaft. groaning like an earthquake, the older bear hung his head back. he moaned aloud as the younger canine effortlessly suckled down the wide girth.
Threaded Love Part Two
Sophia asked, she waited with bated breath for garland's answer, it seemed to come slowly, as if time was moving like it were in molasses in the middle of a december snowstorm.
Ash and Rusty in the Woods
To rusty, it felt like warm molasses. then, ash's velvet tongue lathered the underside of the shaft. groaning like an earthquake, the older bear hung his head back.
Out of Body
The wounds on my chest were hideous; shards of glass literally peppered my entire chest, along with a large gash on my abdomen that bled like rolling molasses.
Sin Harvest (Day 1)
Letting the meat and potatoes supper sit, he watched as the silhouetted bed-ridden grandmother handled a small spoon with slow grace; she might've had molasses for blood and lead for bones.