Morning routine
You point at your shirt, and the various unknown stains on it. "this is what's wrong! what happened last night?" you look at your ruined shirt once more, and once more, you wish you hadn't.
Johnathon, part 1
My t-shirt was hanging down and i couldn't stop from smiling. just for fun, i decided to see what i looked like without the t-shirt. i threw it off and looked at myself in the mirror. i loved the way i looked in the mirror.
The Barney Trap
Koda's grin widened and he purred as hunter's upraised arms lifted his shirt enough to give koda a perfect, unhindered view of what he had been waiting for the most.
Locked In
As she pulled her shirt up further it revealed her ample breast, bouncing lightly as the shirt hit the floor behind the bed. "panties too," the male commanded, removing his own pair of shorts.
Act Your Age at the Mall
Sitting him up, she removed his t-shirt, revealing barney's smiling face to the world. seeing her son's face, she kissed his nose. "it would've looked silly to have two shirts on and no pants." the twelve-year-old gnawed on the pacifier bulb.
That Gay Goth Dog: CHAPTER 14: Ment To Be. (part 2) Pain (part 1)
I could feel his tears falling down the back of my shirt. though he didn't meet my grandpa much, he still liked him. i had no choice, i had to let go of my phone.
Growing Pains: Alex
Both her pants and shirt were baggy, just the way the chubby coyote girl liked them.
The Pokemon Journey -- The Fountains of Cerulean City
Mike opened his pack and produced two pairs of boxer shorts and a shirt. "here, try these." both pokémorphs put on the boxers. the boxers fit, just ending under their tails. naryawen put on the shirt.
FALLOUT (C1, Act1, Book3)
Hey, get me one of those shirts. i'd rock your superhero merch. you've got my support." "really?" evan smiled nervously. "that would be like the black widow wearing a spiderman t-shirt." karla's grin widened.
A Trainer's Tale - Chapter 1
I yelled back, as i hurried to find a shirt and pants. i opened my drawer next to my bed, pulling out a red short sleeved shirt and cargo pants.
HowToBecomeATickleSlavePart1
"s'alright," he chuckled in a very unhealthy fashion and discarded his shirt, handing it over, "nah, i'll be...i'll be all cool, don't worry," he responded, blatantly declining the other's soaked shirt, "i feel warm enough," he explained, but that probably
Strangers After All: Part VI
I had a little room to spare in them, about an inch or two, so i tucked the shirt in, trying my best to get the tuck-to-ruffle ratio just right.