Gameface: Part 2
_ **Part 2** _ Sunday morning. Gameday. Biting cold, with blue skies. The heavy rain we'd had since Thursday had finally moved on, but not without leaving a calling card by way of drenched, muddy parkland. Even the gravel paths were more slick than...
Nature's Cruelty
He had an hour or two at best before her acids would reduce him to a chunky soup, but at least he was likely to suffocate before the pain became too much... or at least he hoped.
Blessing Day: Part 5 (Final)
_ **Part 5** _ _(Marek)_ We spent a couple more hours with my parents in the living room, sharing stories and checking out old photos that had of me saved on their phones. Poring over picture after picture of my teenage self from fifteen years ago...
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 29
The wet, chunky sound of it striking the bottom of the pot made her wretch even more.
Blessing Day: Part 2
_ **Part 2** _ _(Sam)_ "Thanks a lot," I called up to our taxi driver, prepping to descend the exit ramp. "Hey, no problem." The rabbit peered over his seat at me. "Don't forget ya bag." "Oh!" Back I rushed, grabbing my backpack from beside my seat...
The Dragon and the Steed Part 6
The town had obviously managed to find enough food for him, his already chunky middle now bulged staggeringly; his precarious gait suggesting he was still adjusting to the weight of his recent meal. 'ah, i see you brought a friend.'
Gameface: Part 3
_ **Part 3** _ We broke. Everything that needed to be said, had been. Fifteen of us went our own ways, jogging into our starting positions. The five waiting in reserve joined Coach and Tomas on the bench, Damian included. Our referee for the day, a...
Marathon
chunky thighs slid against each other and the partially worn fabric on the inside of his boxerbriefs. a meaty hand that turned the knob of the front door. what was all this? "enjoy your breakfast, piki. take it easy!"
On Defence
_ **On Defence** _ "You look good," I told Sam, smiling at him through our bathroom mirror. "I hope you're not planning on picking anyone up tonight." "Why would I?" my little 'panda replied from atop the counter, standing at his smaller version,...
Regressive Tendencies: The Beginning (Chapter 1)
The chunky all-terrain boots were also necessary; they kept you from slipping and protected your feet when branches and rocks fell on them. everything was practical, ugly, and thoroughly uncomfortable - and probably leander's idea. dr.
Adventures usually lead to death.
Turning once more, the chunky ragged shrivelled up corpse of a man ran off down the steps. this time he slowed, spotted a staircase, and ran down it.
Police Dog, Part 2
Spokes, lilly, and cory had snuck in when he was busy with jack's chest, and it was at this point that jack calmly pushed him back with a paw and into the sudden gaggle of chunky canines.