Forever Autumn: Shadows of Red and Silver- Part 3
Her body curved the delicate material of her golden gown, the corset top providing little to the imagination and if the wolves were as they had always been she would have no issues with distracting them from her face.
The Return of Miss BrownFeather
She wore a pretty corset over her olive colored peasent dress and gothic jewelry. "clove...is that really you, sweetheart?" james asked breathlessly, standing up.
Freshly Driven
She needed no corset to keep a womanly figure, nor the arts of a wizard to fill a gown. yet she wore neither, her blue scales shimmering on her back and the pink of her underscales tracing the shape of her womanhood.
A Quick Glance
A high gothic dress covered her frame, it was set to match her holy silver hair and the raven black wings, custom tailored to fit over her frame and the corset that she also wore.
Grace's Tail: A Furry Journey- Part 1
Her hoodie is straining to stay together and her bra is feeling more like a corset. what were once baggy jeans are now almost skin-tight and the seat of her pants felt oddly crowded.....
Icebound - Chapter 17
For a moment, she couldn't move, couldn't breath, her chest was tighter than any corset could have made it. somehow she managed to scream. she did as her father told her. she ran. no, there was no way she was going back to the caravan.
One Size Fits All
It suddenly felt like a corset was being squeezing her waist to create an inwards curve. another series of pops followed the expansion of her pelvis.
Vallings Chapter Five - The Face of Death, Madison
The sleeves of her white dress were covered by a black over coat, and various black ribbons were tied in bows along her dress as well as crisscrossing across her bust to give the dress a corset look that pushed her chest up and the under white dress covered
CH31: Nuru’s Shopping Day Part I
He looked at an ensemble much like his school uniform, though in black and white, then towards a dark green corset and skirt.
Chapter 25: Robin's Desire
Her petticoat, her dress, her corsets, all of it collapsed in the soft rustling grass, and she stood naked in the wind, young and beautiful, long red curls spilling around her shoulders and to her tail.
A crocodile on your back
She wore a corset that held back massive mountains of pale flesh. her lips, now in glimmering red, had a cigarette between them. her jet black hair was tied into a tight bun. despite the immeasurable pain, i managed to lift my head to meet her gaze.
Nobody's Servant, Part 20 - Infirmary
He's out of his protective equipment now, almost back in his usual attire of nothing but loose pants and a woven apron tied around his hips, save for the bandolier of medical supplies he's got fastened corset-style around his slender waist.