Others, Part 1
Kip _thinks_ she is hugging her arms to her chest as she pads back and forth in the yard, patchy crabgrass pressing up through her fingers.
751 Heavy Metals
Well, at least mostly, the effect was a bit patchy, which is why there are random bits and pieces lying around. it was a stupidly overkill weapon." "so who exactly is interested in the stray radioactives? besides, you know, everyone."
Finding Work At The North Pole
Her breasts heaved a little extra weight as the transformation carried through, and from the black resin, dark, chocolate brown fur trailed up the sides of her body in slow, patchy patterns, until any evidence of her being a canine was completely lost.
Flights of Fancy
However, even alex's patchy mind couldn't have ignored the obnoxious snore rolled from the brown and white muzzle of the collie.
Chapter 10 Syncopation
You know how cell signal gets patchy up there, and when i got home i was too tired to talk.” she abruptly realized exactly what day it was. “ah shit we were going to have lunch yesterday.” he laughed off her distress.
Somebody's Hero (Chapter 3)
Burn marks on her arms in the shape of cigarette butts, reddened skin underneath the patchy skin on her face from abuse, he thought he could even see ribs through her ragged blouse.
The Beast and the Burden (A1, B1,C20)
He lowered to a knee and put his arm around the patchy flesh of the creature's shoulder. "lara..." "nobody loves me! nobody will ever want me, now! i killed my mother, and daddy hates me! i just want to die!" "you _can't_die, lara."
The Long Gift—Chapter 6
The fur on his body is only a fourth of an inch long and is still pretty patchy.
Pathfinding: An Adult Choose Your Own Adventure, Twenty-Fourth Entry
Finally, rael's baby was a patchy-furred little cutie, her fur splotched unevenly in both yellow and white.
Fun with Bolt and Penny 5: Let Sleeping Dogs Lie
Here, the grass grew varied and patchy and the trees never lined up in rows. her hand brushed down the side of her jeans, finding bolt's paw on her leg. penny traced the soft fur, the smooth claws.
Night of the Fox
Not hair, but fur, thick and patchy as it filled in, completely white around his crotch and turning to red and then yellow along his thighs.
James and the Giant Deep
James sat down on the patchy grass. "but, it loves me. i could feel it." james wasn't watching as director green fitted a silencer to her pistol. "i mean, i was drowning to death trying to reach it. that, that's not love, that's obsession."