The thing's muzzle is only as wide as your wrist but it pushes its way upward, clawing at the soil that holds you in place. inch by inch, with each movement of its head scraping sharp teeth over your shorts, it works its way over your hips.
Ambiguous Gender, Badger, Feral, POV, Vore (soft)
He walks to his backyard, his slippers stepping into the soil, as he brushed some leaves and bushes aside to get to the forest. once deep in, he stops, closes his eyes, and holds his hands together. there, he began to change.
Transformation
The fertile river valley just over the next dune
after years of the death of my people i once again take the lead
for i sense the end to our harrowing journey
using the last of my might i divine our future home and point the way
we come upon fertile soil
Anubis, Poetry, Wepwawet
Sane and keep my life free and clear
i'm going to make some space to grow these red beauties and i'll grow them there and here
one day they'll be all grown and i'll have the flower field of my dreams
but for now i'm content to prepare the soil
Old Fighter, Poetry, Red flowers, relaxing
Normally he would wiggle impatiently, but daddy just seemed so content that he remained still as his legs were lifted and a new diaper replaced the soiled one underneath him.
Diaper, Diapers, No-Yiff
Their souls in death's arms,
their bodies laid on ashen soil.
Ashen, Echoes
The ground stained green as it seeped into this blackened soil, beginning to melt away the ground to a white abyss.
the hole began to spread quickly, moving to consme everything.
Adventure, Alternate Reality, Anthro, Armageddon, City, Dark, Desperation, Dread, Emotion, Feral, Ghost Town, Morphing, Short Story, Story Series
Her silky white fur soiled slightly with dirt, her ears pinned back to keep from brushing against the top of the cavern. i couldn't help myself. i slithered my way into the light to introduce myself.
she ran away.
of course.
Couple, Rabbit, Snake
Regret boils up inside my soil, it burns me to the core.
of all the times i could have or would have.
i never once was the stronger man, i never spared you a passing glance.
it's hurting pretty bad, this lost goodbye i hold.
Poem, Sad, Short
As i soil the pool with my crude thoughts,
i grip, trembling, the stones i had picked.
mine green eyes, mine child's blue,
i meticulously chose them with that boy in mind.
so, why is he not the only man here?
Homosexual, Interspecies, Poetry, Pool, Ritual, SFW, Story Series, Wolf
Stopping by his side, servine watched as he dug a hole in the soil, stopping when he noticed the two. "hey there... just putting the finishing touches.
Bunny, Gardevoir, Guardian, Kirlia, Of, Pokemon, Rabbit, Serpent, Snake, Snivy, buneary, lopunny, master, mawile, ralts, serperior, servine, tale, the