When one worked around food, was around food all the time, one put too much thought into what one would be eating for his next meal. surprisingly, though, being around this food ... didn't cause field to eat more. if anything, he ate less.
Food, Mouse
_Toast_
The edges are strong but weak
Crumbling into tiny pieces
That scatter across the plate.
Red hot metal burns
Its marks and its heat into
The soft bread
Making it harder
And crumbier
The soft butter
Melts into each pore of wheat...
Food, Poetry, life
this is a short story about nikkie makeing a sandwich so enjoy!
Nikkie arrived home from school and grew hungery so she decided today was the day she would make a sandwich. She got the neccessary requirements one jar of penutbutter, one jar of...
Food, Fox, Love
Oh, and you men be sure to finish what's left off, i hate throwing away good food!"
Food, No-Yiff, Wolf
Colton was staring down at his plate of food in disgust. he hated pasta, at least the smell of it anyway.
"come on, colton," his mother pleaded. "it tastes amazing! you'll enjoy it a lot!"
colton snorted. he began picking at his food.
Food, Skunk, Transformation
"wait, i'm not food!" said her prey, mittens looked down and realised that it wasn't a mouse she had caught, it was rhino.
"rhino? what're you even doing out of the ball?" she asked, embarrassed by her mistake.
Bolt, Disney, Fanfiction, Mittens, Penny, Rhino, Vore (soft), vore
"you have no choice," mew said sternly while shaking her head
"if you cannot get food on your own, then you will soon be dead,"
"a berry will only last for the duration of my stay,"
"and you will surely starve to death another day,"
mew continued
Christmas, Holiday, Mew, Mewtwo, emolga
Munching on his food, he looked at the clock. it was eight thirty, and nothing much planned today. finishing his cereal, he rinsed his bowl, and stepped upstairs to talk to his mom.
"hey mom, do you think i could go to jakes today?"
Food, Husky, Music, Tiger
On the last leg of the Amazing Race, the remaining 16 teams traveled up the coastline to a small town of Kennebunk, Maine. Along the way, they had to collect flags or simply take the long way there. The bakers came first but got a penalty, making the...
Food, Relationships, race, reality
~ The gryphon stared down at his table, trying to figure out how he felt about the plate of noodles, garlic, and beans. The entire assembly smelled strongly of the fresh garlic he'd fried up, the boiled noodles not holding much odor about themselves...
Food, Garlic, Gryphon, Sorrow