Slaves we are not
smoothing out my face fur and muzzle. i admire my soft orange fur that goes all the way around my head to the side of my chin then curve up to my nose. then my white chest that make my blue eye's look so much brighter.
Introduction to Bloop the Alien
His smooth torso rose and fell, gently, as the liquid he was suspended in flowed in and out of his mouth. he didn't appear to have a nose, so as he slept, he always had his mouth open.
Chance Encounters: College Year(s)
"this drink is amazingly smooth..." the hyena said taking a long sip from the long island ice tea left by someone else. "like my penis." he added grinning at the cat and was properly slapped crossed the face.
Suncrest - Chapter 18
He collapsed on the 30th floor, panting and sweating as he laid flat on the smooth wood paneling. huh? giu sat up, finally noticing the state of elly's floor. several unconscious reptiles littered the hallway.
The cursed snakes
The leg joints are well defined, while his arms have a smooth, rounded appearance.
Dedicated to the one I love
As he stood, he smoothed his finely creased clothes and steadied his bushy tail, not wanting to betray how anxiously he had awaited the bear's arrival.
Dro/bin
For hir skin, combat-grade titanium plates and black joint guards replaced the smooth white skin that had been there before.
Chiricov- Chapter 7: Through the Smoke and into Danger
The door was just ahead; i locked my legs, my feet still on the ground and slid smoothly across the polished floor. i grabbed the handle, pushed the door open and we ran in.
Ch. 7 -- Mass Transit
Very slowly, and very smoothly, with no sudden lurching or vibration. reg smiled to himself, as he relaxed against the wall with his eyes closed.
Part 2: His Bloody Face
The hatchling looked around the bars for somewhere that wasn't made of smooth wood, but only the fog could be seen from his cage. the dunmer were moved about the boat to positions where they called out to each other to keep the ship moving.
Dragon Reincarnation
The voice was smooth and honey-like, almost as if a bird was given words for their song. a female...is this dragon my mother? i didn't know how to respond when she lowered her muzzle to rub it against me. is this how they hug?
Episode Nine: MAAB
Tr'lia swallowed a wash of nerves and forced her head to stay level, her feathers to remain smooth. "i've been keeping bluebottles, sir. they've grown so fast they've already molted twice." "really now?" he didn't sound remotely impressed.