Those Bygone Dog-Star Days - Chapter 23 of 37
With each breath i tasted sour bile and bitter cold. my nose ran and stank of vomit. i smelled toilet water.
Chapter I: Married, White, Blond, and Vain
Riptide said as he walked through the door hoping that there would have been something amazing behind the door, passing through he was sourly disappointed.
Feyrahl, SF Ch 1.5
Joren's ears raised and he shot a sour glance at the lynx-bear. "and what precisely is that supposed to mean, shadow star?"
A Trap I Laid
Bundled muscles tensing crackling bones and marrow shifting of a shimmering soul from civilized to feral stench, sweet and sour musk from dusky black upon cremy white the plume of a foul and fine tail swishes in the sacred moonlight
Off Leash Chapter 3
Stop being a sour puss!" the squirrel barked from inside the car. ignoring the rodent, i looked at the closed door, promising i'd be back, and then trotted over and jumped into the back seat.
Off Leash Chapter 9!
I gave him a sour look. "kinda." he still looked rather plump and tasty. he opened his mouth and withdrew a dorito fragment from a cheek pouch. "i can live with that. lots of my best customers kinda want to kill me."
Dog Boy - Chapter 1
"why," i said sourly, "would i randomly tell my friend that i have a long tongue?" douglas was silent. jackie walked on the other side of him. she had her head hung low. she hadn't said anything the whole time i'd been making a scene. it was over.
Macho-Man and Waterworks
In the span of four words, kamea's mood was completely soured. she recognized this voice as well as the far-from-affectionate nickname. she glanced to the side and her suspicions were confirmed.
Dig my Grave in Reno, part one
He tried to remain calm, but his throat clenched in a stranglehold of fear and the warm sweat that soaked his shirt turned cold and sour by the blurry sight of the three riders. "carlos?"
The Wolves of Gryning: Chapter 6
"listen closely, your highness," he opened his jaws and let that title, your highness, roll slowly between his teeth, thick like sour milk. "i know you. you're the king who killed his father, yes? the king who won't fight?
Darzarath - To Act in the Shadow
Things had taken a sour turn, and she knew that she'd have to deal with the consequences soon enough. she continued her typing. every stroke of the keys brought thoughts to her mind. until it clicked to her, that she had some unfinished business.
Giantess Claudette vore
“enjoy your new home" she smiled, francis trashing around in the fleshy prison as the digestive juices started flooding in…inside claudette's stomach the air was hot and sour, francis began to burst into tears screaming for help, his cries muffled inside claudette's