Adam & Greg 4
"you sure did you almost wet the bed" greg said tickling adam "stooop...it...greg your..gonna...make me..wet again" adam said as he tried to wiggle free from his older brothers grasp.
Wreck It Ralph: Bad Ending 2
The warmth and wet made him keep trying to look. he felt some pressure on his feet, a little squeeze but nothing to bad. he could feel the wet snake up his legs. "tu-turbo. what's going on?" he finally took a hard turn of his head and his code froze up.
Story of Chai Raleigh, Chapter 1.02
He noticed that most of it was wet and in a dark red color. his nose twitched from the scent given off by the piece of paper. he took one hand off and sniffed his wet fingertips. his eyes widened instantly and unfolded the letter.
Diapers & Drunks Ch.1
This time, erica woke up feeling cold and wet and very, very annoyed when she was too tired to bother setting up in the extra room.
City Sector Uplift part 6
I'm wet too." "not as wet as me," atlas said. "i am wet, and i am cold. and this is your fault." jarzyl let her neck frill droop, and she gave a wide-eyed, innocent expression. "why is it my fault?" atlas was not swayed.
Counter Earth Chronicles Fallen Empire Chapter 6: Aware And Terrified
In the early morning hours i awoke wet- it wasn't the kind of wet that i liked, my back, head and neck were damp. i quickly put, two and two together and realized that my fierce ursine warrior had been crying. "something wrong mistress?" "yes, alex.
Homebound
Shivering in the unheated garage, wetting himself as he did. "of course not sweetie. we just dropped the bed while unloading and forgotten it here.
Lost On The Beach: A Talespin Fanfic
Nearby, a young teen named becky cunningham was walking out of the ocean dripping wet, her fur shining in the sun. she wore a teal blue string bikini. becky was a beautiful, slim bear with brown fur.
Excerpt: Every Breath Closer - Inhuman Acts Anthology
I was out in the cold and wet, as literally as i could get, with no clue what to do now.
Isan Dawn: Chapter Five
I softly said hugging him, one of my hands softly patting his bottom under his tail, feeling the warmth of a freshly wet diaper. "you're wet son." he burst into tears hugging me tightly his muzzle in the gap between my neck and shoulder.
Venturing: Trigger Pul
It was paint and it is wet which meant that it was made recently. 'but how?' i wondered silently gazing at the wet paint and frowning. 'did anyone else knew about our note recently? or eased dropped upon our conversations?'
Big Brothers to Little Sisters
It had been a wet, wet day with heavy rain falling from the sky.