Fangs
Somewhat to his surprise, it was wearing a simple leather belt and loincloth with a pouch at its side. then to his horror it started reaching down toward him.
A Lesson on Nature
Pardosa reached down with one of his forelimbs and carefully split the webs, though he cut into tess' tunic and loincloth as well. it worked to push away the webs and separate her from the sticky prison.
Counter Earth Chronicles Fallen Empire Chapter 74: Making Sense Of The Senseless (Rising Part VI)
Underneath their clothing was nonexistent except for the painted face and loincloths. “how many are there of you?" the badger asked making eye contact. “umm..." “well?"
Picture Perfect
The piece was a black and white lithograph of a classically handsome young man in a flowing loincloth holding the bridle of a huge, rearing horse. after a moment, he made the connection. "alexander and bucephalus?"
Return to Decadence
He called out; hoping out of bed and slipping on his loincloth.
Gmork
A leather loincloth keeps his most intimate anatomy concealed from the gaze of others, draping low over his front and hips, similarly obscuring his backside, where the garment has been arranged to accommodate his long, proud tail.
Return of Solta (Part 2/2)
Her shirt became nothing more than a plated orange bra and her pants and underwear turned into an orange loincloth. two rings formed over her left wrists as opposed to the right, as the transformation ended.
Blooming Tides - Chapter 1: Isolated Seedlings
He checked his hands, his loincloth, anywhere near him. there was no shard to be found, though. only the thin cuts from gripping it in his hand remained. he gazed out to the spring, looking deeper and deeper down.
Rajirra Beach PaintWear Fic
For them, gone are the baggy, ill-fitting loincloths of yesteryear. painted underwear has taken over, replacing the needle and thread with the paintbrush and a steady (and flexible) hand.
The Taur
Cara, stepped forward, grabbed onto his loincloth and then gave it a forceful yank downwards, where upon her mother's eyes rolled up into her head and she fainted dead away.
Terms of Service - Chapter 8
The big bull hitched up his loincloth and then picked up his tankard and quaffed it. it wasn't a bad ale and the night had been quite fun so far.
The Manimal Chronicles #7: Return to Monster Island
"you can sue me for malpractice," he replied, removing his loincloth. "you might want to undress. your clothes won't change with you."