Second Chances: Chapter 1
I am a fox with navy blue fur and baby blue "fox socks and sleeves" my ears are long and pointed and seem to slowly change from navy blue at the base to a small white tuft at the top.
Make Izzy better :3
I love longwave... and here i am in my white wool socks, comfy track pants, and straitjacket trying to relax.
Not Gay Ch.3
Three shirts, two pairs of underwear, a pair of pants, and who even knows how many socks. my hamper does not have room for all this. he chucks them onto the pile anyway.
Taken: In The White Room, With Black Curtains.
He was white all over with the same black 'socks and gloves' and ear tips as the larger fox but what caught conor's eye was the fiery orange-red fur on the tip of his tail. standing there for a moment taking it all in.
Midnight Swim: A Pokemon Fanfic
Ash sat on the ground and removed his shoes and sweaty socks. placing them next to serena's serna started to remove her shirt. she giggled when she saw ash holding his black shirt to his chest.
Birth of Venus - Book preview
socks. or muffin.” “those aren’t very good names for a person,” margaret said. “she said i’m not a real girl. just an animal.” lillian stood quiet for a second, her eyes far away beyond the book in her lap. “she laughed and laughed.”
City of Light: Chapter 1
He dangled the cotton thing called a sock inches from his nose, wiggling it like a worm. “you expect me to slide these paw blankets on my bottom paws?” “feet, now you’re just getting terms wrong for fun.”
Dinner Visit
The bunny pulled socks over the panda's fuzzy feet, the little white ankle stockings looking a little silly against his black leg fur.
Claire's Little Niece (Part 3 of 4)
Silly auntie forgot the vixen's cute little socks." she set him back down to find socks. he sighed in relief, letting the pacifier tumble from his muzzle. he looked over at his reflection and grimaced as he felt a twinge in his diaper.
Girl To Anthro Rabbit TF Story
Her feet was stretching longer and longer, which eventually tore her white socks apart.
MILK
Fully clothed in grey hoody, worn jeans, socks and underwear, he trudged downstairs and to the kitchen where his breakfast was. french toast; one of his favorites. he ate it quickly and flipped through the newspaper idly for a few minutes.
His Only Happy Ending Part 2
As he lay there, markus attempted to staunch the bleeding wound by removing his sock and tying it tightly around his leg. he watched the white cotton slowly turn crimson as it soaked up the blood, fascinated.