Love Match Prologue
If you come out on top, if you make the best tennis balls the fastest, or whip out hot dogs without an error or...administer the systems the best: big raise. huge. you might be able to coast for a few months on that, or a year or two if it's a big week.
Beasts, Arc I: Un-Bear-able (Part 5)
He took another hot dog and started to chew on it. "it's a trap. he's just some mercenary or dirty cop or whatever trying to get you out into the open!" "yeah." welton bit into the hot dog again before stopping.
Black Petals: Chapter 3 ~ The Seed is Planted
He then shut the transceiver off and continued eating his lunch, a single hot dog. _'why sonic insists on putting chili on these things is beyond me...'_ suddenly, an unexpected voice called out. "shadow! shadow, where are you?"
Project X | Chapter V: Distanced
My body hadn't recovered from a simple hot dog, but i wasn't ready to stop running just yet.
Oh, College: Out to Lunch
Then he ordered a large soda, a hot dog with ketchup, three cupcakes, and some macaroni and cheese. "that's not exactly a healthy meal, albus.
Meet & Greet - Part II
Amalthea's head and shoulders were undeniably feline, a gorgeous lynx with a short muzzle and very lethal-looking teeth that were more often used to tear into hot dogs than flesh. the curled goat-horns were unexpected, but not entirely unappealing.
WIP Read and Comment:Or Don't
Remembering all the warnings i had each time i took one my hand groped across the shelf after replacing the milk until i found tinfoil and claimed a left over hot dog from days before.
The Board of the Bank
hot dog, of which i am a shareholder, of course.
For The Love of a Hybrid: Prologue
* * * a local dog catcher, eating a hot dog in his car for lunch saw bandit, and with no collar the dog was fair pickins'.
Bolt: the food chain (vore)
Mittens looked up with pleading eyes only to see bolt's jaws slide over her head, filling her nostrils with hot dog breath and her fur with gooey saliva.
Callie
Fingers that used to be dainty descend, their blunt claws pinching the sides of his hot dog cart, and lift her prize to taut black lips. hot water sluices down her throat, speckled with innumerable boiling weenies.
Pokemon - Tale of the Guardian Master - CH 157
"hot dog!" chris grinned excitedly, giving her hand a shake before clapping his together. "hot... dog?" tsarea smiled nervously as he walked back to the railing, his hands rubbing together eagerly. "you won't get carried away?"