Life's Tough With The Odds Against You - Chapter 1 - Karma and Coincidence
I grabbed the towel from the ground and started the assault on my wet fur to dry it before it got all matted up. "ierlex, pancakes are getting cold!" "i know mom, i'm coming!"
An Odd Pair: Part One and Two
A moment later he recognized the smell of acrid smoke and wet fur as it wafted in, making him wrinkle his nose and cough. he walked back to his cot with some vigor, sat down, and assumed a thinking position.
A Pokemon story: Raichu's Hope
He closed the bottle and put his hands to the thick cream, starting to massage it into her wet fur. again, she was in heaven. the cream tingled at her skin and was delightfully cool, not to mention what wonders his massaging hands were doing to her.
Hole in the Wall: The Little Things. Chapter Four.
Every move the feline made shifted and tossed theo around and the rat clung onto the damp, moist fur around him. the tiger snorted, lifting up his arm as he yawned loudly before flopping back against the pillow, turning his head to the other way.
Inhuman | Chapter 07: Close Encounters [old edition]
Shaking her head forcefully, she waded to the shore and clambered out, stretching and feeling the tingling of the cool air on her wet fur.
A Bard's Tale - Chapter One.
Hulek ran over to greet the wet furred male, speaking in his usual polite voice " can i take your cloak sir? i'll hang it by the fire to dry it out", classic hulek, always thinking of his customers.
Finding My Husband in Another World: Season 2: Capter 4: Travel
Get your clothes of, shift so we don't smell like wet fur, and get in here." he had enlarged and refilled the tub and was already waiting for me. i had a moment of hesitation, but decided i didn't care what anyone else would think.
Cherry's Pick
Micky cleaned some wet fur by her friend's eye with her thumb, then smiled and watched her head back out. "is she still bothered by that noner that complained?"
The Pits
Says to herself as she drags you down a long, poorly lit hallway \>despite your blunted senses, more details begin to take shape \>the screams of other captives \>the pounding drum beat of what must be a decent sized crowd \>the smell of blood and wet fur
Not Gay Ch.4
The wetted fur along the tongue's path runs the wrong way, leaving undeniable proof of what just happened. cooper, with a stunned look on his face, slides the back of his hand down his face to straighten the fur back out.
The Lunatic
Yet, rafael also knew that this coyote had begun just as he had: a screaming lump of wet fur, tender flesh, and pliant bone. he was not, once—and if need be, he could not be again.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 8
_this is the same bitch the very same one that started this mess i know it is i can smell you i remember your wet fur in the rain you filthy bitch we should have slit your throat and burned your_ carcass _instead..._ a soft rustle of fabric as she bent down