Clarity - Chapter 10: Melting Down
Her shoes and her purse have already been properly fitted to her, but she seems distracted by the question now, hugging her purse strap as she joyfully considers her response.
Chapter Thirteen
Olaf chuckled and finally admitted, "it is the house of vladimir berekov... so fitting that the one he's tried so hard to hurt ends up taking over his old house."
The Round Trip
The kidnapper who'd fitted him this fate? never shown herself since that date. from then she was gone, not seen at dusk or dawn. not that he had even a window, while he believed his wife would soon widow. one day the woman returned to visit.
HIM and I
(i'm sorry if this story's scatter-brained but it fits along the lines of the main character being insane, right? also if the ending's to foggy, basically she helped her mum go to sleep.) "it all happened sometime in august.
Dangerous Enemy
He was dressed in a woolen cloak, and black, tight-fitting leather and boots. all the items of the rich who think they need such things.
Wolf and Deer - Prologue - Illustration by Arikla
The result looked so nice and cute and it fitted together so well that i decided to keep it this way even after christmas was long over. by then, the furry fandom was nothing more to me than a source of artwork.
Light of the new moon submit contributed character: Hilbaot Of the Crescent Pond
His violet/gold eye's spark only in contrast over his hooked nose framed prominently by his jaw line, fitted in finely tolled silver ring's covering his lower total jowl.
Sonnet
Another kiss, on the lips, and sydney calmed down, and began to read: "my beautiful toby, my angel in the night, your fur is like the feathers of a dove, soft and ever bright, fitting in my hands like a glove."
Recon
She had her left arm extended, pointing directly into the small crowd in the center of the hall, the simple, blunt, and deadly efficient design of a .38 special fitting familiarly in her forepaw.
The Journal of Ryan Raven ch 2 the pain starts
His cloths loosened from form fitting to a little baggy, but with the new tech for hybrids the cloths reformed back to a form fitting witch in any form he could pull off.
Airline Food for the Soul
One size fits all, my tail . . . " she continues to struggle with the unwieldy thick acrylic body suit, slipping her tail into the sleeve and yanking hard to pull it up to her chest.
Hell on Earth. Chapter 18
A robe that was a little faded but wasn't chewed by zombies lay at the bottom of a dryer drum, and a pair of black lee cooper jeans that fitted well enough were pulled on.