You Ruined Me

Vanessa finally let loose a scream as she felt the tendrils holding her start to burrow into her skin, avoiding blood vessels in order to not end the torture prematurely.

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An event in a robbery.

The child burrowed into her mother, and the mother hugged and tried to console her. the mother smiled weakly back. "i'm sorry.." she whispered, cuddling her daughter. i shook my head. "it's fine, i understand.

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Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 36

The cold was working against his skin, burrowing into his eyes, his mouth, his nose, trying to get inside, but he didn't care. none of it could hurt him. the angle was getting steeper, and the ground was rising higher and higher.

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Private Show

Almost like a terrified rabbit looking out its burrow, a little more crept out - as if sensing no threat, the rest followed as raefox gasped as he slid his furred fingers from the slightly pointed tip back towards the half-retracted sheath.

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Watership Down - Blueberry's Tale, Book 2, Chapter 33

But yeah, a nice warm burrow and also the chance to eat pellets again would be nice. something you forget about when you always have to travel making it a bit impossible really."

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An unusual friend (vore, wolf/cat)

Today was very normal for him, leaving his burrow just after light he made a slow pace to find nearby plants to graze on.

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A strike in the night

. \*\*\* i returned to the burrow, i was shocked. kiren and tom were gone they had vanished. all that was within the burrow was a puddle of some watery fluid. i could not place it so i decided to see if they had left a trail.

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Cohesion

I can't ... hardly think, sometimes, when you're around, because all i want is to be burrowed away with you. sometimes, i wish we could do that. just burrow. i ... you know, i ... " " ...

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Thirteen Tales From Another World: Ninth Tale

The rusy colored foxyote was sitting outside his burrow. as usual, he had his green cloak on that covered most of his back while leaving his white colored fur in front and the brown mark on his chest visible.

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The Anvil of Dawn, Chapter 6: Soul Burn

The purple dragon didn't respond, only burrowing deeper into her warmth. she moved back a little, pushing a paw against his chest lightly. reluctantly, he separated from her, his head drooping.

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