The River of Latex Pokemon
He scratched at his back absentmindedly as he was lost in thought; the trainer had started to grow smaller without noticing.
Pokemorph Virus: Infection
"what are you going to get scratched by?" she asked him, curious to see what he would choose. he was still thinking, and then he snapped his fingers.
The Socks
There was an itch that correspondence alone could not scratch, so one could forgive him for not telling her everything.
The Simple Things. Chapter Seven.
Richard scratched his cheek looking around the mess. he scratched his chest quickly and gnawed on his arm, cursing under his breath as he rubbed at his fur. "too fucking hot." and picked off another clump of fur.
A Latex Band of Cynda Brothers
Jordan scratched his head and laughed, "well you see while i was wearing it i had a special material under the band which prevented it from spreading."
I Cannot Read Because of the Cat
So i pick her up, sacrificing my skin's safety, squeezing shut my eyes, enduring the scratching. when she gets her claws in things only get worse, the allergies flaring up. what a disaster this is turning into.
Journey to another world pt2 ch83
He said as he began to scratch me behind my ears again, though this time his scratching was a little off as if he were thinking of something. 'is he going to think up a name for me right now?'
Broken Pieces. Chapter Twenty-Three.
Just being around his old pack was making him tense, scratching and itching and just… alan reached over and stopped pb from scratching his arm again. worried that even his broken nails would damage his skin.
Grad-Bash Part 3
He stopped scratching me and instead scratched his chin. "uh, yeah. it's better at night anyways." idiot. "oh, well now i know." i smiled and we made out for, i don't know, a couple hours?
Dog club house Greentext
>he pulls you into a sloppy kiss as he lets you feel his furry body. revealing in the feeling of you rubbing his belly and scratching behind his ears.
Conquering the Wild- A Clean Lynx TF
She scratched the white fur rim at the bottom of her left eye, unable to feel the hairs through her thick gloves. the clouds sank into mist, one that tiffany's eyes penetrated with ease.
Chance’s Encounters. Chapter High School Days
scratching his chest the german shepherd fussed with his shorts before pulling them down and off. "damnit all," he cursed to himself scratching his chest and stomach fiercely. "why...must...i... be...so...damn... fuzzy?"