Unethical Medical Practice

That action made the horse moan and wither in pleasure. bass smiled as he made his tongue like the inside of the horse's cock. once his tongue went as far as it could inside the cock, he pulled it out and looked at the member in its entirety.

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Life's a Witch, then you Fly

An internal gurgling signaled that her stomach, lungs, liver, and kidneys, everything internal, began to dissolve and wither away as a simple insect's digestive tract formed from the oozing remnants.

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The Gray Ranger: Unforgiven, Chapter Forty Nine

Chunks of gray skin, bone, and muscle rained down on them from above, already withering away like kulgan's extra body parts did after he twisted.

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A Million Stars

Dash's heart was racing, flying faster than it ever had before, as the pink party pony leaned closer, and lightly placed her hooves on either side of dash's withers.

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The Kelmendi Virus

All safe equines, whether formerly-human or not, have been freeze branded near the withers, with a serial number, in this case, 00008 and the local cu number, 01 for the indianola unit."

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The end-thing...

If anyone can hear when my eyes tear i scream silently among the rubble of memories so sweet i buckle at thoughts so pure, they seem above as i grovel at the futures feet i'm gone, the shell that's been through hell carries on for some reason my withered

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A Trap I Laid

Alone, a man... and how, alone, i wither.

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The Little Things

withered, dark branches moved like the craggily hands of a witch, working her magic onto the pups playing below. the cocker spaniel pups affably tossed a white, slightly frowzy ball back and forth.

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Chronomancer Chronicles: The Burning Rebellion - For the Child

His gun-scythe was instantly in his hands and he turned it towards the wrist of the closest arm, unleashing a withering fire that severed hand from arm.

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Nightmare

As i walk on the withered earth, an omnious, dark wind brushed my right hand, leaving a mark of death. a bell sounds to the west. i turn in the direction of the toll, hoping for a warmth of another being to embrace me.

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