The Best Test
He sagged and softened, transforming into an overstuffed white sausage, then an overfilled white flour sack, eating and eating and finding each bite more delicious than the last.
Trapped in a Box
"at least until an overstuffed bird darkens its doorstep." why was everyone looking at crowley like that? was my congregation, which was previously so benign and welcoming, showing their true colors now?
Candy Hangover
Water sat on the bottom shelf, easily within reach normally, but just extending that far to get it seemed like a task for the overburdened, and overstuffed cub's body.
Sharing Is Caring
Of course, sleep came nigh instantly to take the overstuffed blob of hedonism off to dreamland so that he could even attempt at digesting the disturbingly large feast he had just forcefully crammed into himself.
First Meeting, Again
She was nestled in a pile of overstuffed decorative throw pillows, her bare feet propped up on my low black oval coffee table. her legs were crossed at the ankles, and my sleeping domesticated feral cat, jasper, slept in her lap.
Diplomatic Immunity
He forces a deep breath, his slender chest puffing out, and settles on the deliciously overstuffed couch, slinging his press bag on the coffee table with a hollow thunk of knocked-aside plastic.
Last Day of Break
With a large overstuffed military bag on his back, he locked his door behind him and looked up into the sky. it was a few minutes past the break of dawn, and on the weekend most people slept in.
Dedicated to the one I love
After dinner, the wine almost gone and the candles burning low in their ornate holders, they retired to the overstuffed couch to watch a movie together.
The Bad and the Good
We then sat on the overstuffed purple couch looking at each other and holding each other. dropping on to her huge sofa she looked at me and said "alright, where did you learn to do that?" "i'm sorry what do you mean?
Chapter Seventeen
Kevin grabs an overstuffed briefcase and walks to the car. we all follow close behind him with avi pushing me in my wheelchair, and we all get in the car.
An Island Of Compassion In A Sea Of Slavery: Part Five
Eileen was sitting in an overstuffed armchair, with a notepad. sally was curled up on the traditional couch. when she saw me, sally's eyes widened. "master!" she bounded up, and knocked me over, and started licking my face.
Relative Sanity: Chapter Four
The room was large but cozy, with overstuffed armchairs, a fireplace, and various tables and rugs scattered across the floor. the bookshelves that lined the walls were filled with fiction, history, and manuals.