Panty thief's paradise
The bathroom and moved for the sink but bumped the door instead, damn he muttered , pulled out his penlight and started to loot the cabinet only some of the basic items he didn't want to be greedy.shoving them in his pockets except the lipstick and mascara
A Minnie Crime (Minnie Mouse TF/TG)
He looked at his reflection to see big eyelashes grow on him, complete with mascara. a big red bow with white polka dots formed on his head. terry's clothes began to change into a matching dress.
Domme Test Dummy (Commission)
He nodded, blinking to cast away tears that ran mascara down his cheeks. lowered to his knees by rattling chains, kjatar saw the hyena’s thick cock overshadow his face. precum pooled at the tip while her heavy musk emanated from the sack.
Late Night Snack
Her lips were stained brown and greenish from the vomit, and her mascara had been smudged completely by now.
When Dawn Meets Dusk Part 2
"damn, my mascara's running" spike sobbed, he picked up a tissue and wiped the tear and mascara from his eyes, he tossed the tissue in the garbage and sat down to play the game again, hour later he stopped, he saved the game and shut off the system, he walked
Highschool, reputation, and the wrong kind of attention (part 2)
The lionboy looked up at the male with his big eyes, his eyes just as feminine as the rest of his look, eyelids coated with eyeshadow, eyeliner around his eyes, his eyelashes darkened with mascara.
Longing: Chapter 1
Anastasia was curled up, crying into her knees, her mascara running, ruining her immaculate white fur. "jeez, ana you look like crap," lucas said jokingly. tears flowed down her cheeks and her hair was tussled unattractively.
A Reality of Advancement 1
Her eyes ran with water, and the mascara started running with it. it'd be the perfect look for a badger, but she could already feel it getting caught in the little wrinkles in her new, leathery skin.
Warmup Stretching [Sketch]
Her hackles pricked straight out, her ears had flattened against her head; dark rivulets of tears cut through lovely orange fur, carrying down wisps of the mascara that she no longer wore; from the corners of her mouth dripped drool and, here and there, a
Valentine's Day with Aunt Cynthia
mascara, eye-liner, nail polish- everything that she hoped should draw her nephew's sexual interests out without protest. after all, having sex with his aunt might be a weird idea but how could he say no if she looked like such a stacked slut?
Chapter Five
She quickly wiped her face and redid her mascara. again, this was a lot clumsier than how gadget did it, dale managed to it. she then took a last look at herself.
The Wolf and His Prey Chapter 2
She put on mascara and red lip gloss. her hair adorned with a red bow. she brushed her fur and then walked out the door. she was looking forward to health class. she walked through the door only two or three other students were in the classroom.