Lips like tasty wine
that i could get drunk on
lips that are so fine
that i could die
from a gentle kiss
i could almost faint
from a kiss of passion
i could die
turn me into a beast
with a nibble
make me whimper
with a suckle
give
Kissing, Passion, Romance
For you have a heart of gold,
that no one can take,
sweet as a cake,
tasty as a treat.
take me a break,
you silly,
take a nap,
and relax.
for tomorrow will be a brand new day,
to show what you're made of.
Clean, Creative, Dog, Doggy, Feral, Food, Golden, Munchy, MunchyPaws, Paws, Poem, Poetry, Pup, Puppy, munch, nibbles, original, retriever, write, writing
"well i best go and get my fill of that tasty morsel." an evil grin spreads across it's overly large face. with that the brute stomps off towards where the renamon has flown off to.
Death, Digimon, Story Progression, Story Series
Otherwise i wouldn't have this beautiful, tasty fox lying in front of me!"
moonlight whimpered, but said nothing.
"oh come on, don't be so glum!" the chimera lifted his head off the ground and looked into his eyes.
Chimera, Digestion, Fox, Predator/Prey, Vore (soft)
"it sounds pretty tasty too."
"though, you do look delicious," said the lioness.
i blushed a bit, two amazing felines talking about how delicious i look, i felt shy inside me. i looked away a bit.
"how cute, you know what tasty snacks love?"
Cat, Female, French Kissing, Lesbian, Lioness, Male, Tigress, Vore (soft), Zoo
-"i like meat because it is tasty", the fox continued.
the fox looked at the meat. he wanted to put it in his mouth.
-"this meat looks delicious. i want to put it in my mouth", the fox said with a huge smile on his face.
-"then, do it!"
Fox, meat
And please, say to me,
you'll let me eat a tasty burger.
now let me hold your hammer,
i want to hold your hammer.
imagine there's no forks.
it's easy if you try.
no pianos in england,
above us only books.
Wolf, lyrics
This tasty morsel that, more often than not, is surprisingly plump.
but i've been known to stray back to the common pray,
dining on the fatty creatures, who gorge on hay.
the folk come after me, tell me i should stop.
Dragon, Farm, Forest, Humor, Knight, Vore (soft)
Yet, i felt ill as time passed,
longing to be home,
the tasty food, the warm bed,
so i hurried my way back,
and found myself meowing happily,
in my master's loving embrace.
Cat, Feline, M/solo, Poem, Poetry, True Story, narrative
That and my freezer was still full of tasty meat. the distant yaps of a small dog were making me hungry.
i peered into my bedroom window. my laptop's screen glowed in the otherwise darkened room.
Cougar, Novel, Squirrel, Transformation