Skank Into Stink-Beast: Second Metamorphosis

A certain melancholy arose in her mind, as she shook off as best she could, digging herself a trench in the damp dirt with her eerie monster mitts.

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The Weight Of The Situation

It pushed me firmly into the strange, damp surface and dragged me up and down along its length while deafening rumbles filled my ear.

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After Midnight

\>her blue-grey fur is cool to the touch, and still feels slightly damp even now. \>you maintain your embrace, gently giving her some consoling pats on the back.

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Leave It

He began cleaning the damp section of fur at the back of ren's neck. as he was scrubbing, something piqued his curiosity.

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Misconceptions- Interlude

My clothes were still damp and i could feel where his hand had pressed the cool fabric against me. "you don't have to." but i wanted him to. i was tired of wearing these same old, ragged clothes day after day after day.

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A New Life (Part 2)

The typical throbbing of his skull accompanied him as he made his way through the damp alleyways. no one dared to disturb the hulking figure as he hazily wandered through the back roads. gravel began to crunch under his hooves.

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Escaping the Storm: Part 2

He searched through the dark for him, scanning a nearby collection of broken stock carts, damp shipping pallets and discarded boxes. "where have you gone?" "here."

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Wild Kith 1

The ground was too cold, and the dark damp conditions combined to keep a slick, slimy film over the stone in the cell. only the gods knew what may be growing on the walls.

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Is This Seat Taken?

Next to his row of seats stood a young hare, underdressed for the drizzly autumn weather in a halter top and skirt, the blue polka-dot fabric of her top damp and clinging to her similarly damp fur like something out of a provocative ad.

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The Item changes

I note how damp my fur is under my eyes i wonder what i was dreaming about. oh well. i look over to my alarm clock it reads 12:32 pm. shit. i bolt out of bed, run to my closet to get dressed. i raise my paw to my face again as i realize its my day off.

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Clown Mare 9

He rushed so fast through the clouds, that air blowing on his face with a bit of a wet damped face through that hydrogen cloud. volta sneaked behind him and used her left hoof to smack his rear.