Her face grew smooth, she smiled, started forward.

As she did, her front legs grew smooth and human.

When their way grew smooth enough, he reached out for her hand and clasped it.

I turned off the water and waited until it finished tinkling in and the surface grew smooth.

As his face grew ever more smooth, away went the few lines that could so easily design anger in his expression.

The workers had grown smooth with experience, and the operation went faster and faster.

Beta stopped just where the tunnel floor grew smooth and extinguished his torch.

The Sagamore's face grew smooth and blank, and he made no comment.

Her face was growing smooth, featureless, like a child's, beautiful in its innocence.

Everything seemed to have grown smooth, to have lost its texture.