Inner Dilemma | Part 4
He was wearing a white t-shirt, black jeans, and a pair of flip-flops. ray carried a large bag that allen assumed were his clothes. "hey stranger" allen said as ray threw his bag onto his bed.
Sedentary
His rear swelled out and stretched those poor pants nearly to the breaking point on their own, twin peaks of rump peeking out from the jeans.
Mama Wolf
For now he grabbed his clean jeans only to find that they too were far too wide and too long for him to properly wear. now he was just confused. he dropped the jeans and slowly picked up the pair he had been wearing previously.
Owen
He tried to put the knob back on, but he couldn't get it lined up just right, and he had to turn the wipers up, and now his jeans were soaked.... "fuck!"
Nona: Chapter Four: Sanctuary
She was in white dress shirt, black jeans and, her hair was all messy. she smacked her lips and looked out the open window. she saw the blue sky and big pink blossom tree with pedals falling down from it onto the earth.
Can't Escape, Part VII: Hot Tempered
She looked at jean and asked, "do you like fighting?" jean's blank forward stare suddenly shifted to fiona's eyes.
Courtship, Part 1
That and the blue jeans around his waist were the first things i noticed about him. he always wore that same damn outfit, and i'd made a habit of joke-retching about it when i saw him in it.
My life as a furry (Surprises And Crush’s Part 2)
Then ian opened another drawer and pulled out a pair of blue skinny jeans and put them on. yet again he opened another drawer and pulled out a well fitting black turtleneck and a thin blue jean jacket and puts them on and was out the door.
Everything or Nothing chapter 6- Not home
The tattered and dirty jeans he wore along whit an equally dirty sweater did not do much to stop the cold from seeping into his pale skin.
Empty - Prelude to a Dream
After a time, the wolf calmly unbuttons damien's jeans and pats his thighs with his paws.
Prologue- I Just Want To Help People
His jeans start to uncomfortably chaff up every time he moves his legs. the white t-shirt he wears clings to his body. his tail, fluffy and white, is in front of him, cradled in his arms.
Summer Rains
She was wearing a tight leather jacket in the middle of summer, and her jeans were kinda baggy. the retriever figured she was the tomboy type. his jeans fit on him tighter than hers fit on her.