VigoRx - 1.3 - The Clean Up
Within hours his windows will be etched, his knickknacks will be putty, his carpet a slurry. the wood of his furniture will splinter and bit by bit crumble. anything biological will be dust and decontaminated.
A Touch Too Long
Magnus glanced at me, uncertainly repeating the spell, a worried frown etched on his face. my equine heart was thumping proudly in my chest, elated at the rumbling as the portcullis opened properly.
Depravity - Zion
It wasn't an official rule for anyone to be tested, or for them to disclose anything about the cleanliness of their body; despite that, many loved to disclose that they carried viral loads, and would etch it into their crotches or their
Sloppy Sisters
And holy shit, the biggest messed up o face he'd ever seen on a chick in porn was etched over his sister's face. she was messed up like crazy! it didn't even look like his sister at first.
An Unexpected Detour
There were symbols etched into the frame of each entrance, however. a few stuck out to her. what looked like a pyramid with a shining gate was above one pathway. another pyramid and an eyeball above another.
"Off the Beaten Path": NSFW (Male Anthro Lion TF)
There, etched into the surface and painstakingly carved, were a series of animalistic designs and runic-like motifs.
Liquid Lycanthropy
The etched lines in the suit went deeper, becoming seams that segmented the entire outfit. the rubber began retracting quickly, pulling back and down, folding into itself.
On The Way Home
They were a pair of solid silver bracelets with matching etched markings. hae'yan froze. _what...?_ "i didn't know how to broach the subject..." aen'jaar quietly said behind him. hae'yan almost jumped.
A Commission Beauty and the best that just happened to have tentacles
And a bright satisfied smile etched on her already-aged face.
Baby Wanna Bottle
Ash ketchum, sleeping quietly on a nearby cot- a worried look etched over his features as he slept a dreamless sleep... "ash!" he yelled as he attacked his sleeping master with a savage hug. "huh, wha?...i'm dreaming."
Friends
After the warm assault of cum artillery i basked in all the new feelings, etching everything i could into my memory. he didn't speak, he might've though i was asleep.
Cadence
Without looking, i etch a single line on the backside of the lower bout of my viol, near the center, and i 'remember' that i etched a circle on the back 'yesterday.' 'tomorrow' 11. another line etched today and 'yesterday.'