Identity: Chapter Eighteen
I don't know..." he jabbed a chunk of steak into his muzzle and chewed thoughtfully. "i'm sorry i'm not being more trustful. just introduce me to your school friends sometime, ok?"
Jogging
It took the canine several moments to finish chewing half of the muffin, and then gulp it down deliberately and forcefully into his gut.
The New Record (StoryGift)(FlashFic)
Barely even taking time to chew before horking down another bite. his blobby cheeks folded against his neck as he chewed, and his neck flab wobbled into his moobs and back rolls. "y-your massiveness?"
Venturing: Tricker Droppings
I winched at that statement and my mind started imagining what it felt like to chew through live wires with only your fangs. "it must have hurt..."
No good Deed Chapter 5: Welcome to Nursing
chew or i can't give you anymore" i flattened my ears and tried to tuck my tail, barely resisting the urge to lick the last bit of sauce off my muzzle.
I Caught God Ch3: In Which I Am Tripping Balls
chew it? swallow it?" i shake my head, "never mind what i do with it, what is it?" "i call it a 'happy bundle'. you eat it." zero says with a wide grin, "it's real good." i sigh, why the hell not? i shove the bundle into my mouth and start chewing.
Consequences
He did his best, chewing it up slowly and gulping it down hard. another went the same way, but trying to take a third was met with a gurgling gag from the feline.
The Victor's Cup - Chapter 1: The Tithing
Kip's chewing, however, slowed down. "eight." the volume of the chatter had already risen to its original level, and kip strained his inner ears to hear the calling of the numbers. "eight."
The Whole Hog
Little chatter was reaching the canine's ears as well, more the sounds of chewing and slurping; further evidence of unfathomably good meals.
the evil thing
------------------------------------------------------------------------ the evil thing is a gruesome beast on living flesh it loves to feast it's a two headed thing whom you don't wish to greet one head sucks you blood one head chews
A Dog's Life
A bowl of food, toys and chews, at tug-of-war i'd never lose. i'd never care from where these came, my owner would always bring the same. no hardships other than when he's sad, i'd lick his cheek to make him glad.
Preview of My new story. Shipwrecked.
Mitsuru took another bite of his dinner, chewing carefully. "so there i was, the lioness crouching, looking very famished. she had already managed to rip apart the buffalo that lay six metres from the jeep.