Fluffybutt Prose Poems: Zipper
Without the labor of sewing up new skins, the fairies would be out of a job, so zipper is sure to pay them in expensive orderves from his mother's catering business.
Fluffybutt Prose Poem: Peppermint
Little is ever seen of peppermint, but the fruit of her labor can be seen in the sparkling, glistening trees of candaroo valley. elusive as a fox, this husky watches the responses to her sugarplum trees from the safety of a thicket.
UNFINISHED - Failed AGNPH Fics Contest (October 2013) entry
He had odd bobs and jobs, but surprisingly consistent work, having had experience at the harbour, at the railways, the factories, quite a lot of hard labour.
Don't own me ch 3
"here we have a rather a plump but muscular bear, he would be ideal for manual labor or for a fuck toy, shall we start the bidding at lets say 1000 dollars." he started. "2000." the cold and calculating looking fox girl yelled "3000."
Tina's story moves to Sofurry
Tina, in the final minutes of labor.....' > > "huff....huff.... very funny! now stop it!" > > "so, you can do anything?
Gary the dragon
And, of course, there's the grand finale: labor.
Care Bears Family Adventures, Book 4: Chapter 30
"how long did her labour last?" indy followed take care as she wobbled forwards a few paces then stood up straighter as she grabbed a fresh doctor's coat out of the supply closet.
In the Shadows of Perfection
The whole planet is prosperous and the manual labor jobs have all but disappeared from the face of the planet.
- Celesteon, the Apprentice of Light - Prologue Part 1
I can't imagine how badly that argument would've been if i told her she would have to walk all the way over here while in labor. she would bite my head off." charles laughs. "yea probably.
Swords, Sisters, and the she-wolf
For example, listen to your sickly brother's labored breath, his gasping efforts to breath, and the fluttering sound of his dying heart" "stop it! you do not know what it is like to watch your brother die!"
Saddle's Watch (Welded Sunset)
With matte gray placement fittings for the plates contrasting against the browns and yellows of leaves, he sprawled out to his fullest length with the conclusion of his day's labors.
Emulation Practice: Murder, Part 2
Mounds of brown beef bolstered every twitch of his labor. it all added up to the kind of conquest that belonged buried under gravelly, compact soil, without so much as a coffin to honor his departure.