Gammas Racc Snack
#3 of fatal cw: oral vore, bone crushing, unwilling prey, pain, gore, implied digestion, violent rimming, clothes tasting being lost in the sewers is quite a precarious situation when trying to get back home.
Iron Author #13: The Touch, The Words, The Warmth part 2
He licked the swollen member through the white clothe, tasting the damp pre stains from before and the fresh one he was helping to create. "you can't even wait can you fag?
Brief encounter III
A salivating tongue slid over his clothing, tasting, feeling, until it finally washed over his face. it lingered there a moment, then with another snap of her jaws he was half swallowed.
Big bellies 4 birth
Shante softly moans as sherida massages her breasts milking her until brandy moves over to shante and starts licking her nipples through the thin clothe tasting her fresh milk.
Wrong Dorm
"clothes taste bad, and they give me awful indigestion." at this, the squirrel went dead white, and then opened his mouth again to scream. he barely got his breath in when ian slammed his open jaws down over the rodent's head.
Good Vibrations
The dry cloth tasted of the lion's feet, which the wolf would guess needed to be washed. "good idea."
Stuart little: A beastly feast (vore)
Even his clothes tasted great, given how he'd been wearing the same all week, giving them time for his flavor to seep into the fabric. he chewed lightly on little stuart, not enough to hurt, but enough to make him squirm.
A Journey Begun - Prologue - Chapter 3
Rich, tailored clothes, tasteful but utterly unbefitting of the man that wore them. too high a nose and eyes squinty like the old asian lady that stays in my block. hair slicked back with way too much gel, so much so that it shines like an oil slick.
Unwelcome Talents
The cloth tasted of old soil between his teeth and the skunk would only be able to smell soap for days. he shook his head vigorously enough to make a wave of dizziness rock his body as if the ground moved beneath his feet.
Fallen B
Bren had buried his nose under the male's arm, sucking on the wet cloth, tasting the salt, smelling the human's male-scent that made his head spin almost as much as the finger that finally invaded him..
Firefox Chapter 06
When she nodded, firefox reverently removed her clothes, tasting the fur she uncovered, folding each article and placing them in a neat pile.
Steer
(%5c) **steer lyrics** feel it falling off like clothing taste it rolling on your tongue see the lights above you glowing oh, and breathe them deep into your lungs it was always simple, not hidden hard you've been pulling