The Skin Cycle V: Stray Stars
I was made to see the stars glow cold Last night, in sync, With a distant wolf's mourning howl-- Walking home With the nightwind at my back. I had to stop-- Stop, and look about In bewilderment, To wonder where This auditory hallucination Had taken my...
The Skin Cycle IV: Forest Dark
The boy knows how to use his hind legs-- Heart-racing scamper, That little scamp. Barely a creature, Hardly a human-- Liminal being, Just as I-- A phantom, A smile in the fog, Not seen-- A crying laugh, Unintelligible To the ears of the living. My...
The Skin Cycle III: Better Dog
Browned skin, shaggy, flaxen-- bark again at me, hear music play. human yesterday, something superior now. hey, hey boy, let me see your tail wag-- let me see your heart pump-- make that smile come out delirious. hey, hey boy, i know you missed me.
Ghostbusters: Regenesis 20 - Skin Deep
The cool night wind felt colder as it cut right through the fur and hit their skin... skin that was starting to reemerge. the fur faded from the two wolves, blowing away and dissolving into nothingness.
Training vacation with the beast skin ninjas
But there was no blood, and the weapon cut through her skin like butter.
Second Skin: Genesis, Chapter Two
She leaned back in her padded chair, creaking as the skin-tight latex suit she wore stretched tightly against her skin.
Second Skin: Genesis, Chapter One
Initially, she had been absolutely delighted to learn that the material from which it had been fabricated resembled shark skin.
Sabrina's Werewolf Fantasy (Futa)
She shook her lupine head to unstick the skin off her neck and unclump the locks of raven black, shoulder length hair of her shewolf self. then she reached up to her throat with her claws and simply pulled at that mess of skin.
Anna's Dragon Hatching
Beneath it, she could feel a new sphincter, made from smooth black leathery skin. her scaly blue tail dripped with mucus. the reptilian skin beneath her human skin seemed to bathe in an orgasmic slime.
Corn Dogs
He lifted up his son's bloody head, his cape of skin coming with it, and kissed his blood covered lips softly.
An Inner Impulse Rent the Veil: Movement One
Across his back, a pair of infected-looking streaks, like a sunburn that had not healed correctly, peeling skin with gangrene underneath.
Voodoo Mystery (TFTG Non-Furry)
I could see my skin rising and falling in ripples, every part of me in view seeming to have seeming moving beneath the skin.