Order of the Black Foot, Chapter 3: The Paladin Hunter
#7 of order of the black foot the order of the black foot continues in this series, when draconicon finds someone else that has a grudge against the church of the sun, and the threat that they pose towards mages.
Order of the Black Foot, Chapter 7: Briefing and Analysis
He was hyperventilating, barely staying on his feet as he shivered. hanna could feel his heart racing through her touch, and she knew that she'd hit something hard in him.
Moving Day
Todd, hypnotized by the bear feet and muscular, broad back in front of him, didn't even realize they'd reached the fourth floor landing until bruno said something.
Dentia's Digits
Rat feet were not quite like normal anthro feet, for one, feet was indeed the correct term for them.
Underfoot
I'll let you win next time, just get your foot outta my face!" josh tried to push the foot away but it was no use. he had no choice but to breathe in the sweaty stink. mike then shoved his other foot in the wolf's face and made him sniff.
Trick or Paws
As the first person stepped on him, the sole of its foot pressing him against the ground, he could feel in union with the ground and the flesh of the foot.
Time With A Troop
Happily bringing out his tongue, the little foot slave started with the heel of t6's foot making the standing digimon giggle. all the while breathing in the sweat and musk coming off of the metallic looking feet.
[Draconicon] Order of the Black Foot, Chapter 5: A New Offensive
He couldn't have been more than five feet tall, but he was swathed in a white cape, covering half of his front and all of his left side and back.
[Draconicon] Order of the Black Foot, Chapter 4: Assassin's Thoughts
He got to his feet just in time. claws came for him, scraping across his chest and leaving more lines of red before he ducked back.
All tied up
They were a fully-custom job, meant to accommodate his chameleon-like feet.
My Feet
"that's your foot, you know," tengu smiled. chittering merrily, i asked, "my foot?" then began licking on the pad of the toe next to his big one - both my thumbs rubbing the underside of his heel as i held his right foot steady.
Trapped Under The Paw
His camera was gone, probably waiting under the foot; it was filming his struggle, the victory of the feet over him; it was an arousing thought, one he wanted to quell, but he knew that it would be impossible to stop it.