Sonic in Rehab

"yeah," sonic gulped, feeling the wetness of a sweat soaked mattress beneath him. "just a dream..." sally popped up from behind him. "oh, don't tell me. it was that chili dog dream again, wasn't it?"

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The Changing Dream

After washing off the sweat that hat drenched him the night before, he dried himself off and quickly slipped across the hallway into his bedroom.

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That Gay Goth Dog: CHAPTER 7: Stuck Together No Matter What... (part 2)

"sure no... wait hey sup guys." he chuckled and walked over brushing some sweat off of his forhead and his tail started wagging. "hey pup!" hayden said shaking his hand. "sleep well oafter the concert?" he asked.

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The Changing Dream

After washing off the sweat that hat drenched him the night before, he dried himself off and quickly slipped across the hallway into his bedroom.

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[Free Com] King (Tekken) Vs. Marduk

King squirmed, already beginning to sweat under the hot light as he legs kicked idly at the bigger man's shins.

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Chronicles of B-man-Jack Oggstrose Arc Part 1-4

With a hard shove beelzebub fell backwards onto her behind, dripping in sweat b-man looked down at her- "enough already!"

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Chronicles of B-man Part 2-4 Fruits of Labour

The bead of sweat was starting to run down his temple. "fighters ready?" -just as the referee announced them to begin fighting, the drop of sweat ran down to his chin. the ref glanced between the two of them.- "fight!"

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Becoming: Part 8-Return

By the time he arrived at the outer border of the town, his forehead had produced a few, small beads of sweat and his hair was damp. aside from this, alex was fine, he wasn't even fatigued.

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Feeding Dinner

The hyenas jaw stretched around the thick calves and his tongue lapped at the stay puffed knees, gulping and savoring every meaty morsel. as he neared the thick thighs, the hyena began to sweat a bit, but then a crack and a pop allowed his jaw to

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Good Life

He was winded just sitting in place, and sweating as though he had run a marathon after a particularly good binge.

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Invisible Wings, 1/4

I went on, starting to shake and to sweat. "i could feel them pressed against things, crammed up against the walls. i couldn't reach out and demonstrate stuff anymore. i couldn't ... i could barely move."

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