The Easter Snake
The wetness around her made her feel like she was in a wet and warm sleeping bag. she tried to breathe best she can and just thought it was just her. she didn't have any idea where she was and where she was really heading.
A Spare in the Trunk: Coffee Break
His tail cut a swath through the wet leaves behind him, knocking wet patches up into the air which got picked up on the breeze and pushed away. “are you cold?” he shivered again. “a little.”
The Dragon Shrine Maiden
As she did, she gasped as she felt a long, slimy, wet heat press against her virgin petals; the dragon's tongue in action.
Young Love Murdered - Chapter 1: An Accidental Meeting
Quickly, he slipped his wet clothes off and dried himself with a towel hanging by a towel pole on the wall. he gripped at it and realized that it was somewhat wet to the touch.
New Arrangements
He shouldn't have enjoyed being treated like a cub, nor should he have felt so happy wetting his pants. waves of guilt flooded him only to be replaced by image of a large bunny's face.
RoKo! Chapter one: a series of unfortunate events.
Leg wet, and mood fouled i made my way home. my leg was kind of itching, i chalked it up to my pants being wet and unlocked my door. looking around my apartments, i saw everything was in place none of my militaria had moved, as it should
The Machine | Chapter 2 [Comm]
He continued to nurse as he wet himself heavily into the front of his diaper.
Worshiping Knuckles
Knuckles stood there for a minute, letting his wet feet slide around on tails' face. tails couldn't stand the feeling of knuckles wet foot riding his face like that.
Adam & Greg 5
Adam smiled and shook his head in agreement as greg lifted his legs and pulled the wet diaper out from under him, he grabbed some wipes and cleaned adams wet fur taking out the yellow tint as much as he could.
Slick, Slippery, Slimed--The Siren's Call
I cried, shedding tears, feeling the sticky sensation spread to my ears as they turned finnny with a wet _pop._ "you kept me waiting." she whispered, ceasing her song.
Serving The Lion
You can feel it cracking against your face wetly. he stands up slightly and squats over your head, before his tailhole opens up and begins to drop a log directly on top of your face. the warm, wet faeces plops onto your face, sticky and heavy.
Wanderer's Luck
Many a time, he would have to venture out into the deep wood to gather the right type of oak lumber that was required for both its durability and wetness reduction.