POV vore - you and the jaguar
"panthera onca," you read from the plaque mounted on the fence around the jaguar pen. "the jaguar, native to south and central america, once native to the southern u.s. states, blah blah blah..."
The hack: Chapter 9 (Aron)
"here" trent whispered as he passed a small note to me which told me to open my pen. i opened my pen to find a piece of paper that said there were some test answers in my transparent pen and that i should hide the note.
That's Using Your Noggin
Not giving up, she went to the pen and tried grabbing it with her toes. miraculously, they were dextrous enough to hold the pen somewhat easily. hazel was able to wiggle the pen between her toes like she would with her fingers.
Introducing....Frankie
: yes rollercoasters: see pen or pencil: pen favorite author: how many rings before you answer the phone?
A Story About Spike, The Possessed Emu Who Lives On The Muddy Banks Of The Wishkah
"oh good, i came up with a decision for you" a piece of paper suddenly appeared in his left hand and a red pen in his right. he tried to drop the pen and paper but he couldn't. "oh my god, you've taken over my body!" exclaimed spike.
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Gently, i lift my pen from the table and i begin to write. the thought begins to enter my head for the sixth time now, and i let my hand move on its own.
The Crush PART 1
Briggs pointed her pen at his paw, "test? what test?" ms. briggs flipped through some pages on her clipboard and scratched a box out with a black pen, "oops! sorry about that!
Introducing....Kyle
pen or pencil: pen favorite author: james patterson how many rings before you answer the phone?: that's what junior marines are for. future son names: gregory future daughter names: lily are you a good friend?
Introducing....Kayla
pen or pencil: pen favorite author: how many rings before you answer the phone?: one future son names: i don't think i want any more kids future daughter names: see above are you a good friend?
The Interview
The pen was silent, no doubt enjoying the attention as benedict knew he would have been.
Chapter 6
A multicoloured dragon stood in front of his class, holding a large pen in his hand. the door creaked open and a brown bear stood in the door-way, "uh...mr miller...?"
Simultaneous Past
The pen continued scratching, though the top of the paper already had the patient's name. "what species are you?" "armadillo." "do you believe in reincarnation?" the hypnotist asked, pen moving to check the expected answer. "no.