The Nimen Family
Richard went out with his wife to investigate and what they found shocked them, it was a nine year old wolf cub in rags sifting through the garbage for half a cup of soda, a small chunk of burger and an unfinished pack of fries but before he could start eating
Chapter 2: Yuri Awakens
She wanted his finger there again -- this time without the rag -- and felt such a deep sense of shame for thinking such a thing that she started to cry a little.
The Tournament of Beasts - Chapter 6: Manipulation
The same happened with the bull beast imp, though less of it came out from cum-slut in comparison to cum-rag's immense load.
Heated Workout
The wet slap of skin against skin echoed off the locker room tiles, each thrust driving the air from dorumon's lungs in ragged bursts.
Chapter 4: Playing w/ Toys
Still, it felt too good to resist so she let him nibble at each of her nipples and licking her breasts till her breath was ragged and her underwear was starting to get soaked.
The Right Incentives
One approached from above, a similar direction from which the arm that was now holding the scented rag to his face had come.
Grandma helped me get over being sick.
She slowly washed my legs and smoothed out the fur, before using that hot wash rag to clean my footpaws. once she had finished with those, she tossed the rag back into the water, turning to look at me. "now we can get to the matter at hand..
Adventures usually lead to death.
Turning once more, the chunky ragged shrivelled up corpse of a man ran off down the steps. this time he slowed, spotted a staircase, and ran down it.
Poetic Justice (Pt1)
A ragged female voice muttered. "you're it." with a gut wrenching cry, she twisted the blade in the mans belly and let him fall to the ground.
This Mine Of Mine
His tunic was practically just rags by now, hanging off his shoulders and giving him the barest coverage possible.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 17
Bethany took the rag, rung it out, considered using it again, then tossed it away and picked up a fresh one instead. the used rag hit the ground with a soft little plop, and ander couldn't help but think how much he felt exactly like that rag down there.
Through Breath and Sight - Chapter 5
And as my eyes fall upon the thing at the far end of the three tables, my breath grows short and ragged, the sharp pain clamps down harder upon my gut, and a fresh wave of hot bile washes up through my gullet.