Birdo's Vengeance (you might cry laughing)
Birdo stood waving her thick tail hungrily beneath her, moistening his clothes as if she were a washing machine. she was a hungry pink vacuum slut. mario panicked and flailed his fists.
The Procrastinators Dilemma
I wipe my palms on the grubby denim of jeans that haven't seen the inside of a washing machine in just shy of a month. the acrid smell of stale sweat and tobacco invade my nostrils like a plague.
Central City Trilogy: Wishes - chapter 1 A distinctive scent - 1.6
“a chance for a fresh start, a chance for a fresh start…” i murmured to myself as the washing machine began to fill with water. alright, strictly speaking, the beginning wasn’t that bad.
Marathon
He picked them up to throw in the washing machine, noticing his skeletal fingers bumping against the pocket containing the anti-perspirant he bought on his run two mornings ago. "lynx xbox. 48 hour protection," he repeated the label to himself.
The Human Species Ch.96 - Fidelity: Identity vs. Role Confusion
Were he still human he would have a washing machine, not to mention bedding and food. how he longed for those days. "hey, stupid," a voice sounded, "look at me when i'm talking to you."
Snek Days
You and her had put on pajamas for the night, sent the suit into the washing machine, and made for the bed. naya coiled herself around you tightly enough to get snug while snatching a nearby blanket, placing both of you.
My Sunshine
washing machine broke down. a tree fell on the roof of our home. a neighbor’s house caught on fire, and some it spread to ours. a nasty case of the flu put me in bed for a week.
Super-Furs! Chapter two: Training Begins
It had all sorts of old things: cars, washing machines, bikes, even some airplane pieces from the looks of the propellers sticking out of the junk. "lenny? we're here!"
Gmad Moth bf
>you strip down and throw your and his clothes in the washing machine and you two hop in the shower. >you have a sudden realization that he hasn't seen your dick yet and it's still throbbing.
A Correspondence of City Mice: York.
Good luck fixing the washing machines. boston scratched his head confusedly. "there just isn't enough time, i mean.
My Personal Fursona Chap ???
"some days passed past, on a tuesday afternoon, i was putting the laundry in the washing machine. then, the same thing happened again excactly." "okay." patricia said. "i decided to tell my parents at night.
Snorkeling Trip Gone Wrong
After a minute of experiencing what it would feel like to be in a running washing machine, a loud scratching sound pierced ilbv’s ears while the shark was suddenly decelerating, causing the man in its stomach to be pressed against the enterance to the predator