Stories of Skye: Chapter 1
Hoof prints littered the churned mud where the brush and weeds had been trampled away. the tracks were fresh. ferals traveled here often. so skye decided this was the best place for his hunt.
A Day in the Life of a Shark
Her tailfin brushed the walls of the hall that led to the small bathroom that seemed all the more cramped when graced with her presence.
Pokemon Story - Brave Child and the Spooky Woods Ch. 2
She shouted, but her words were blocked by the thick brush. she coudn't hear her friends calling back to her either. "guys?!" she said again, but no response. the brush all but muffled her voice.
Chapter 7: Charity
She reaches into her bucket of tools and pulls out a brush to begin working on kyra's fur at the shoulders.
It's Not All About the Knot [1]
The fur on her head was so long and dense it passed rather well in an approximation of hair; flyaway and only haphazardly brushed.
Walls: Exodus 14 - Fond of Spinning
John stifled a chuckle, and looked back at me, “so-” allen interrupted as he walked up behind us and held up a whole set of big brushes, “brushes!” ## **512 a.r.
The Paintbrush (Anthro Amaterasu TF/TG)
Andy shrugged this off and picked the brush up and headed to his car. something about holding it just felt...right. like it was made for him. andy put it into the backseat of the car and closed it.
A Size Too Small
They massaged and gave a gentle squeeze against them before brushing right along her clit. she arched up with a soft cry.
The Striped Filly: Flying Changes, Chapter Three
She chuffed as if clearing her throat, gaze brushing his for the briefest of instants. “when we went on...our..." she pawed the ground with a hoof. “you know..."
Making things right P3
“t-thank you," he stammered, awkwardly brushing a hand through his hair. “there's... still a lot on my mind. but knowing you'll be there, it helps."
LoS: A New Age Chapter 5
Cynder said, brushing the dust off her scales. "how'd you hide so well?" "i hid in a ditch and covered myself with brush. you weren't looking very hard." "okay, now can we find somewhere to stay?"
The Dream
We are so close that my nose tickles with the brush of her gentle breaths. her face is angular in the regular feline style, but with softer cheeks and a larger nose.