Shoppin' for a punk...
The roan stallion's long marbled pink and brown cock tensed rock hard against the front of the desk, big blunt cock head flaring wide.
New Threads: Halloween pt.2
"_ his once lanky arms were now blunt, floppy appendages. flippers, good for diving for fish, delicious fish. "i'm not listening..." _"a big, huggable soft sea lion, that's what you are. you might as well embrace it.
Jeremy 008.002; Escape
They proceeded to smoke yet another joint. jerre and his friends had often done the same but had never indulged to this extent. this would be the forth joint in a matter of hours, and that was only the count since they'd broken into the tool shed.
THE BODY AS ITS OWN HOSTAGE
Have you tried tugging on your brainstem like a weed? you must grab it at the base, to ensure the roots come with. i long to rip free what slithers through the earth of my body. when young, i dreamed of plants that grow inside your skin.
Loveless Incantation: Chapter 14
“so, let me be blunt for a moment. once we’re done here, what will your opinion of me be?” “that certainly is blunt.” she straightens up, her gaze drifting towards the sky as she taps her chin thoughtfully. “to be honest, i’ll remain puzzled.
The Lead Crown: Ch 7c, Proclamations (Pt 2)
As blunt as ever, brodie stopped in his tracks, "good god, bart!!! what happened to your face!?!" chuckling, the older doberman dismissed mortdecai with the wave of a paw.
Burned Memories (Part 1)
Chris moved forward and put his equine nose under the joint and took a long sniff from the musky area. lucien met chris's eyes as he pulled away, giving him a smile.
Little Blue - Short Story - Mech Donkey
Just one large joint in the middle allowing tight turns without ease. its purpose is to give a viable hip action between the two halves, to aid walking.
Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 13
How blunt could you get? those three things put together spelled big trouble for him and his sister.
Ardring - Chapter 4
The ferret just looked up at the painfully blunt cheetah, who seemed to be a head taller just sitting-- he had to bend forward so that he wasn't squished. "... i'm scared." was all he could say.
What We Call a Dreamweave
I can feel my blush grow from the back of my jaw, forward, then up towards my temple and the joint of my crest with the supramandibular complex. then: {{question. concern.}} "yes?" {{clarification/confirmation.}}
POV vore - you and an elephant
blunt teeth crunch down and the shell collapses. suddenly you're awash in thick gooey elephant saliva and surrounded by fragments of the shell that scrape and scratch you.