Fish in a Barrel
It tries to mash him against its palate with its tongue, but the thin muscle lacks the strength, leaving the man wedged into the lower half of a slimy beak stinking of digestion.
Experiment #1231: Appetite Supplement
Your mouth hangs open to let a hot, wet _moan_ roll out of it as your pleasure center is mashed, leaving you briefly blank and drooling with bliss. "hmhm, so that's how this works. okay, champ, let's see about this appetite..."
Tales of Torrnal: Chapter 10
As a tea, it soothes a sore throat, but as a mash it can stave off infections in wounds. really, they are a very helpful plant for folks on the road. "that'd be nice, i've been working on an idea anyway."
Chapter 9: Embarrassment
He plated the rest of the steaks, drained the potatoes, added butter and milk to them, and set about mashing them. "why don't you set the table," he suggested. "dinner should be done by the time you finish."
Master Chef
"i need a sack of potatoes to mash from the outside pantry. tell syrus in the cellar we need a few barrels of cidar for the feast tonight. have him bring up three.
The old red hen and the big bad fox chapter 3
He mashed his muzzle into the smooth surface but was met with a bit more resistance than he probably figured, dropping it onto the table he dug his claws in and stuffed a handful into his gaping maw.
Last one left ch.1
I sat there on the couch, looking at the news anchors expression when she read from her notes, a mixture of emotions mashed together in one. “ we just received reports t-that citadel beta has fallen."
There's Always Room
Moonlight mashed his tongue against the roof of his mouth and enjoyed the feel of jell-o squish and ooze out around his tongue for a moment he felt a crick like something crunchy was in the jell-o, he shrugged and swallowed and sighed happily as he felt the
The Road Of Life - Intermission: Thanksgiving Short Story
We all started to eat the feast carol had spent the day preparing which consisted of the traditional turkey, yams, mashed potatoes and gravy and for desert some pumpkin pie. after dinner and desert carol spoke up.
"The Gift", Stephanie's Chapter 2, Part 1
"hemet-netjer... mashe." i glanced to kyle, who responded simply "he said 'mashe', and that means 'balance'." looking back to the jackal i asked "balance? balance in what?" he looked to me, eyes glimmering amethyst. "as yai kerok? nanef mpair?"
Chapter II
"oh so now they all just mash together to turn into a fucking moon! now i've really heard it all!" the avian raved unbelievingly. "it does sound a little far fetched." slippy muttered.
A Cat Among the Stool-pigeons. Ep2
I mashed the intercom button again, although it was redundant with the mics and cameras in here. "three airport hotels. use the 'jane archer' identity and book them for a week. we'll pick one at random when i get back.