Finding Guawysvern
Deep slashes and bruises marked the naked body of the man, his hair loosely falling down from his scalp, hanging in his face due to the way his head lulled on his shoulders - he was too weak to even hold it high._ _the judgment of his siblings fell away by
Luna and Thief, OI Ch 18
_ a voice unexpectedly jolted down her hips, her paws slammed down as this something dug and stung against the back of her scalp. the headache tugged at the end of her scalp. a flurry of soundless flame shattered and dipped a translucent-pearl barrier.
Nyandemic Story, pt. 16
She gently kneaded my scalp; it was a welcome relief from the weird feelings in my ears and skull, but i was starting to feel pleasantly drowsy again. "_mrr,_ didn't mean it like _that,_" i murmured, nuzzling into her touch.
Horns & Halos CH6
"lick whore.", malice commanded, digging her claws into arken's scalp as a warning. arken grumbled crossly, reluctantly licking her mistress under her tail.
Red Moon: Chapter 12
His skin was pulled apart as it could not stretch enough under the duress and the sickening wet rips reached trevor's ears that were also being dragged across his scalp to their new positions on top his head.
The World We Live In: Chapter 1
I might gonna scalp you, or maybe shave you up and sell you to anyone interested in a hairless dog. i know some guys who's into that." "you fucking psycho!!"
College Transformation Part 5
He was bald and had some kind of symbol tattooed on his scalp. he was pointing a pistol at the professor. hearing mike enter the room, he turned to see who it was and smiled. "oh goody, another one of you abominations to send to hell."
A moment of rest
One of his hands starts stroking your hair, softly untangling knots and massaging your scalp. the weight of it feels more comforting than any blanket. he lays down, keeping you tight in his arms.
The Furry Dead (Medieval Style) Chapter II
When next her eyes looked into the silver mirror, she knew time had passed, for the wounds on her scalp had been sewn shut in a foul mockery of medical practice.
Lonely Oak Chapter 71
The brother remained silent; a trail of water traveled from his scalp, between his eyes, down the left side of his lips, and slowly fell from his chin onto his hand.
Winter Help – Chapter Nine
I reached down and ran my fingers through his short, dark hair, scratching his scalp at the base of his neck.
The fox, the girl and the wardrobe
Fur flowed from the cuffs of her shirt and up over her collar as her long hair retreated into the scalp softening and revealing her long fox ears, her chest shrinking slightly beneath her clothes less generous than her human form but still firm and pert.