Pern: Clear and Deep
There would be no thread today, that much was obvious, there was not even a sniff of clouds or weather changing.
Threads - Meet Alex
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Fulfillment of an Unknown Kind
Warning - this story involves a 17 year old asian girl swallowing goo, feeding, minor/decent belly expansion, full body invasion, unbirthing, threading, corruption, emphasis on stomach sounds, and other general belly-based fetishes.
The Bed - Story 18 of 31
Harold began to sob, feeling the warm trickles of freshly drawn blood from the small tears that the threads had left behind. one limb down, four to go.
Twice The Satisfaction
That changed when he tried to pull back from her snug place around his cock, the slick tentacle threaded through her urethral passages sliding through them a bit before his tugging stopped.
The Thread Of Dawn
Akatsuki no ito (the thread of dawn) (c) wagakii **the thread of dawn** by bartan tirix and tissthalliss it howled loudly. a roar of warning that carried from the blackest of clouds, only obtaining light in swift crackles of jagged purple strikes.
The Thread of Dawn
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Threads - The Thickening
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Silken thread
He pulled at it until a single silk thread found itself separated from the rest.
Hanging On By A Thread
It was at the end of the lunch rush that Lily was bitten by a spider. The size of the thing was something she had never seen in all her years growing up in her small town or working the saloon specifically. Yet, despite that, she had not seen it coming...
Rose's Thread
I had just walked out of work when I got a call from an area code I didn’t recognize. I took note of the date, specifically the year, before I answered. “Good afternoon, is this Mr. Ferry?” the voice on the other end...
Thread Count
Charles woke up early Saturday morning. With a yawn and stretch he realized he was holding his faithful plush, Bernard, close to him. It was a large teddy bear, nearly as big as himself. He received the stuffed creature as a gift for getting into...