Resetting to Factory Standard
For a few brief moments he no longer saw himself as a hulking crimson and chrome synth minotaur, but a lion instead?
Martin's Interlewd
David started moving the mouse and maximized the google chrome tab. what popped up was mitsy's livestream.
Terror Dogs
Within a split second he manages to grab the chrome bar used to normally steady oneself and stops before he hits the ground or tiled wall. only when he takes a moment to steady himself does he look and finds that the chrome pole is now distorted.
Will of Chrome (Chapter 1, Ashfall)
#1 of will of chrome so, here's the first chapter of a story that i will be writing over the next several weeks. its one i've got lots of notes on and that i'm fairly excited about.
A Job Gone Terribly Right
Used chrome was always bad news, thank god he didn't have to deal with any of it.
Proper Introductions
With a large chrome chain going from his belt buck to his rear pocket. his shirt was also black and tight fitting across his stomach. down his arms where several leather rings studded with chrome spikes.
Bubble Mirror Monster - Commission –
After she left, the dragon could still be seen in the reflection of the mirror, smiling mischievously as it began blowing a small chrome bubble from its mouth.
Chasing after my rose. Chapter 1
I stand there next to the sleek chrome spaceship. it looked like a swept wing jet covered in chrome. it shined with a brilliance that was only possible with steel like chrome metal that covered the ship.
Casual Sex Stream Story 3: Toy Testing at Penetration Station
It started as a three foot long chrome colored length of metal, perhaps four inches thick in the middle and thinner towards the tip. however, rather than riding the thing, one put it on the ground, and...well, let it go. "ready, sigma?"
Getting Her Motor Running
His head span at the sight of her curvy form, her large breasts, blonde hair flowing down over her pink shoulders and plump red lips pursed seductively upon the chromed grille of her face. "i..."
After Dusk
Looking back between his legs he could see the panther working to fix a short chromed bar between the cuffs on his ankles, effectively hobbling him.
The Woodland Visitor Ch 20: Fate or Destiny
"more like chrome, my skin actually rippled kinda like mercury would." i said. "okay, you appeared as a chrome dragon, and you felt comfortable like that?" i nodded and he continued.