Meet Thy Maker (part 1)
As i looked her up, i almost got a squirt of milk in the eye, but i managed to dodge it and move on. premala was now rubbing her large belly, seeming occupied by this alone.
Three Furs, One House
My paw found a bottle of fluffy fur shampoo and squirted a quarter-sized dollop onto my head. i scrubbed vigorously, working the soap into my headfur and gradually washed every square inch of my fur, replenishing my paw with the shampoo every so often.
Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Destruction- Chapter 6- Team Sharktooth
It was like putting out a bonfire with nothing but a squirt gun running out of water. all that's left of the homes in front of him were rubble and ash, and their owners' burnt up cherished memories.
No Light to be Seen: Chapter 13
I was forced to eat it or risk choking to death, still choked but i was rescued by bleu forcing my mouth open and then squirt a jet of water inside of it which helped as much it did make it worse. bleu just laughed at me "silly klutzy boy!
Filling the Void - Chapter Four
"you've got an infection caused by being damp too much, dagen told him as he worked, then gave the pup's belly one last playful squirt that made the boy giggle. "work that down to your skin and it should make you feel better."
Know To Understand. Chapter 3: Not like this.
"krystal, i think you should head back to phoenix and squirts," trying to maintain what little composure i had left to not freak out. "i'll catch up to you in a minute." with one strong arm push, krystal shoved me to the side of her.
The Patchwork Soldier part IV (revised)
Hot summer days can be spent swimming in cool lakes, going to wasteful waterparks, or just squirting it at each other. it's a little different in the belt.
The Patchwork Soldier part IV
Hot summer days can be spent swimming in cool lakes, going to wasteful waterparks, or just squirting it at each other. it's a little different in the belt.
All's Fair - Part 21
Water squirted out of it, and i gagged, swallowing convulsively. again and again, while i squirmed uselessly against the torture. ?? ?????? ? ?????? ? ???! waking up. bright, mercilessly cold light, strange paws poking me, feeling my throat.
Survival of the fitest
The shot tore through the fleshy tissue that lined the dragons throat as a small squirt of blood arced out and onto the gun that was being used moments before to take out the dingo.
visitors a little over their welcome
As i drank the chalky fluid from the squirt bottle i licked my lips and began grooming my fur in the mirror in anticipation.
The Big Sister Part Five: Condemnation
"what's your name, squirt?" she asked him. "thomas" he simply replied. "well thomas, why did you join that gang you were in? might i ask?"