The Blessing and The Curse - Part 10
Everything shifted at once - his nose turning black and coarse, ears developing a triangular point and migrating further up his head, incisors steadily becoming longer and sharper to become predatory fangs, the entire jawbone extending outward, assuming the
Desolation of Tiamat Pt. 2 of 5
Steadily, i migrated down the coast and the land became bare where i was sending my offspring.
Limpid Pool
With no protection nor possessive warning, they saw no reason not to carry on with their motive, namely tagging her for migration purposes.
Marching Through the Marsh
By now dozens of the slug worms had stuffed themselves past his pants and began to migrate towards his waist. one by one, they entered through any opening they could find.
Taur de Force - Commission for anubiis_werewolf
More was changing as the white hair began migrating down from his scalp, devouring the flanks of his jaw, absorbing his chin, and wreathing his mouth.
Crocuta Couture
The hand stroking along his shaft migrated towards the head, padded thumb running over the dark, blunt tip as his hips jerked in excitement. as much as he could imagine himself inside of someone, he could also imagine someone inside of him.
A Wizard’s Secret – Simply a Thief
After shrinking, it moved along targa's cock until it almost fell off, making targa's cock return to normal size, before migrateing back to his cockbase. then targa's entire being began to glow and grow.
The Kitsune and the Thief
A softened peak and a rounded ridge pushed out from behind her flab as it migrated toward her belly, earning a blissful sigh from the kitsune.
The World's Protector
He murmured to the cat, glancing up at him as his mouth bulged outward into a muzzle, and his ears began to migrate up to the top of his skull. "it's all gonna be okay. you're safe now.
Flash of Fur
Chris let out a loud whinny as his ears migrated to the top of his head, re-shaping into triangular appendages that tilted and twitched as he took in the sounds around him.
Happiness Is Still a Warm Pouch
Her hands migrated down to her hips as she felt them grow outward with her belly into a set of thick, huggable curves. she giggled in a self-satisfied way; this was her favorite body type... what was the word for it? zaftig? that sounded right.
A Storm of Passion
Flamewing as he was known by had just come back from his migration with the rest of the group.