Forest Walk and Fall
The tearing of cloth echoes out as her shirt gets a big tear up the left seam, curtsy of a branch sliding up the bottom of the shirt and hooking at the tank top strap, ripping it like tissue.
Cloud Factory
But the extra tautness of the clothing was the only valuable thing such a concept had... besides the cold. but that was less the clothing's fault and more the weather's.
Zhu's Workforce - Story commission
Both males looked like stuffed sausages in those clothes as slight rips begin to form as the hair fills in those spots. the too look like a forest is trapped under there clothes as they pleasure each other.
Digital Bracelet
Several tears in the fabric were all the encouragement rachel needed to flex, tearing off the shirt and leaving her chest bare.
The Crest of Something
The Crest of...Something For FoxLightning By Draconicon When you grow up with certain shows and characters, they tend to leave an imprint on you. Sometimes, that imprint goes deeper than it was meant to, particularly if you have a...
Anger, Fueled By Lust
"This battle is over! The winner of this battle tower is Lionel, from Hearthstead." "No..." With a defeated groan, the young 11 year old black cat collapsed to his knees, propping himself up with his hands. He felt the sinking, humiliating shame...
Fighting A Champion
The sight was just enough to keep him distracted before he let out a sudden roar of pain with the tearing of fabric in the air.
Super Soldier
More tearing cloth came as the back of his shirt split out, pulling apart to reveal his spine and part of his shoulders, the cloth spreading wider, and that was only the start. just below rob's exposed chest, his stomach started to firm and harden.
Need a Ride?
Thanks for paying with your clothes, kid-- i'll make sure they go to a good home." frank told him. james's eyes widened when he realised he wasn't getting his clothes back, and the thought of wandering around nude made him embarrassed.
The Wolf Pack
Each one of them bit and grabbed, gnawing at the kirlia's clothes and tugged backwards, occasionally shaking their heads about and fighting with his clothes.
Open Office
Gibson groaned happily as he heard the delightful sound of fabric tearing. a split ran down dale's back, his polo shirt tearing. the split spread wider as dale did.
Devil's Lettuce
The lining of his trousers was short work for his new thickness, tearing at the sides to expose two black-white globes. his underwear fell to the floor in tatters. the room was silent. everyone watched as mr grumbel became miss grumbel.