Dragon In The Lunch Room.
One of my sister’s socks laid abandoned in the hallway like a white flag. i picked it up. another waited near the kitchen. a third had somehow made it beneath the coffee table. hat trick.
The Mute - Chapter 5: Moving Day
<3 - moocat (1,293 wds) * * * perspective: kyle * * * time: october 3rd, 13:00 * * * "hey, can you pass me those socks?" morgan nodded gently and tossed a pair of my white athletic socks.
Half-Toon pt.1
He wiggled his huge toes experimentaly before his feet surged with growth one last time destroying the rest of his socks.
That Gay Goth Dog: CHAPTER 3: The One I Love (part 1)
"i have and idea." he said shortly afterwe finshed watching ncis. we walked to his room and grabed socks and shirts. he thew me a shirt and some socks.
Grayson's Triad Book 1 -- Prologue
It was the socks - one sock - that would be a problem. knee-high, open at the heel and just above the toes, the sock on the bandaged paw might not want to slide easily over the bandage. i took off the left sock first, and we considered the second.
The Dark Lord of the Plushie Kingdom
Char gave a shout and shoved myst out of the way right before he was hit by another sock. "mrowl!" myst yelped as he was hit. he stared at the sock on the ground as if it was an alien artifact. he of course knew what a sock was...
Slime Biologist (vore story)
Using the same technique as my socks the tongue slowly worked my pants off my legs and deposited them in a lump on top of my shoes and socks.
Lonely Oak Chapter 5
Ket set his skates down on the rubber floor and reached into his pocket for his second pair of socks. "oh crud!" emeral exclaimed. "s'matter?" he whipped his socks against the bench to unfold them.
Chapter 1
He wasn't exactly sure what he was wearing, but his sister described it to him as a baggy, long-sleeved turtleneck with gray torso and black and white sleeves, wearing light blue short overalls and pastel rainbow thigh high socks.
Pokemon: Lewd Ruby Ch. 4
Merry sighed, finishing up with her socks before standing up. “well, let’s go downstairs,” she said, heading to the door. “get something to eat.”
Pranked
He stumbled out of the last remnants of his clothing, his socks falling off his paws. he swallowed, hard. she'd not advanced on him, letting him back away.
POV vore - you and the jaguar
The second swiftly follows, and one sock comes off too, caught on a claw. with a last snap of his jaws one socked foot and one naked one squelch into the softness of his salivating tongue. you liked the look of that raspy tongue earlier.