Wriggled

Usage examples of wormed.

I loosed my legs from their moorage and carefully wormed my arms into the next carapace fold higher up.

Nabopolassar gave his verdict, leaped again joyously as the Chaldaean seer wormed his way off the platform and back to his place among the little crowd on the ground.

Every year, portions of the polar ice sheets wormed equatorward, broke from the mother ice sheet, and tumbled into the sea.

Even though plants, too, were trying to fend off animals with poisons and carcinogens, one of which had wormed into her.

The couplets that wormed their way into my consciousness most avidly, and stuck most securely, were on the earliest tracks she played.

Most of them failed to notice brief scuffles on the balcony stairs and along the back of the hall, as procurers in leather harness, hand crossbows held ready but pointed at the ceiling, wormed their way past courtiers and pages alike, to certain vantage points.

At intervals an enemy horseman might appear at the edge of the village to gaze through a spyglass at the Dutch positions, but no attacks followed such reconnaissances, no skirmishers wormed their way through the fields, and no cannon crashed shell or roundshot at the fragile Dutch lines.

It was some time before I could manage to see anything, but presently I wormed my way to the front and pressed my face against the thick transparent plastic.

I have wormed secrets which give me power over more than one harem guard-it is not enough to load them with antisex hormone on such a tour of duty!

As you know, I ship them wormed, in wooden coops, but they'll need watering upon arrival.

Stern silently wormed in between a corroded steel I-beam and a cracked granite block, about the edges of which the small green tendrils of a vine had laid their hold.

Finding the narrow wet slit, he wormed his thick middle finger through the cringing cuntal opening and was rewarded with a loud moan of unsuppressible rapture.

Altra finally wormed his way through the tangle of art supplies and tumbled easels, and began winding around and around him frantically, purring loud enough to make both of them vibrate.

King Mabry wormed his way out of the buffalo wallow and went up the slope to the dead Sioux.

Ropy, hairy strands of grape-scented kudzu vine had wormed their way through the neatly manicured rows of squash, cayenne peppers, and new potatoes, like some implacable Jem’.