Body Molding
#3 of 2024 stories myu decides to mold the body of a fan! she chooses something a little unfamiliar, but is trying new grounds!
Breaking the Mold
Members of the student body gradually poured into the gymnasium like a wave. It was an unusual sight for Sparrow as he watched the seats getting filled. Throughout his normal wrestling meets, the gymnasium would be sparsely populated for the majority...
Breaking the mold - preview
**breaking the mold** his fingers gripped the bars either side of him, locking around them as another burst of pain flashed through him, causing him to grunt between his gritted teeth before the sensation dulled a little once more.
Hybrid: Working out the Kinks
He lets out a breath and a soft cough as the mold pulls back, the suit clings to the mold for a brief moment.
Breaking the Mold - Ch 3
#3 of breaking the mold sorry about the delay on this part.
Breaking the Mold - Ch 2
#2 of breaking the mold ### breaking the mold - chapter 2 _where everything which was normal is now not, and where everything else is fucking weird._ mike yawned widely and stretched out, the air in the room warm from the light streaming
Breaking the mold - Ch 1
#1 of breaking the mold so here we are, chapter one. uhhhhhm... enjoy? -------------------------------------------- **breaking the mold - chapter 1** he sat, staring at the book in his hand.
The Goddess of Equality
Eransa yells out as he feels the mold press against his body. hot rubber shooting into the mold around his left leg and then as the mold comes and grips the other more rubber is rushed inside.
Chapter 4 Toy Games and Molds
Connected to these molds are tubes in a few various spots in the mold with shiny rubbery liquid sliding down towards the molds.
KM: Molding a Peacock in the name of Love and Revenge
He will wait until shen heals up, for now, the molding begins. sitting the bird on the bed. he took his own clothes off too, till he was completely naked as well. _"might as well, since my clothes are ruined. plus, don't need them here."
Fox Sphere ™
The hyena turned to watch the process, scruffy tail wagging as steam hissed out from the seams of the mold.
"The Wild King", chapter 9
He hissed out his nose, and my hand was barely able to hook his stomach before it was regurgitated. slathered in that throat slime and black mold, my hand coated in that greenish-grey sludge, pieces of that solid mold in the curl of my fingers.