Washed Ashore. Chapter One.
Jonathan could smell koda on the palm of the tiger’s sweaty palm, making the human question if the feline ever bathed properly. “what time is it?” koda said sleepily, pulling off a rather disheveled look as he rubbed his eye with his other hand.
Texas Split
"nobody has finished this part of the detour and washing fifty windows might take just as long. maybe even longer. so, can we try this one more time?" his fox husband is about to say something, but lucius continues.
Washed Up on Shore
# Chapter 10: Washed Up on Shore English's home was set well back from the road, with several strands of trees between it and anyone who might try to pierce the veil of privacy. The house at the centre...
MLP:FiM: Chapture 1: Washing into town
"I hate the cold." he said to himself, dragging a cart. It was a cold and it was raining. "I wonder if the pegasus are making it rain or if it's a natural rain.". He walked a few meters more out into the forest. "At least the trees stop the wind and...
Hunted, Part 4: Engulfed In Scat & Washing Wolves
Before archie could say anything in return, his big brother had turned around and began going the other way; he was covered in scat along with everyone else, but he appeared to be very busy and was obviously putting off bathing for things he considered to
VAC Online: Player Decro
It was supposed to be a relaxing weekend of fun and games. Decro and his friends had pre-ordered "Virtual Adventure Cataclysm Online", or VAC online for short and were prepared to log on the moment the login servers opened. Decro, a white arctic wolf,...
Interview #9: SILVER interviews YOYO from SIMSALA GRIMM
This dirty yote needs a bath! (silver's eyes widen.) aniro: grab the dog!!! (everyone dogpiles onto silver. sounds of coyote yips, barks, and growling can be heard.) silver: nooooooooooooooo!!! aniro: i got a leg!
Pony Poets - Washing Day (3rd in series)
Wringing out washing was an arduous task and so much water was still left in that she had once broken the washing line with the weight. with all lying in the dirt she could do nothing but start all over the next day. the thought made her wince.
“They Call Me...” Chapter I: All Washed Up.
On a cold, rain-drenched evening on the night of an extremely vague lunar crescent laid an animate figure plastered on all fours next to a rapid gusher of water and sound. The estuary held back the sound of consistent groaning as the creature struggled...
Washed Up On the Shores of a New Land (Chapter 1.1)
When I woke up, there was something strange. First of all, why the hell am I not on fire?! Sitting up, I'd look around in confusion, my eyes automatically gazing at my wrists in confusion to see there was no cuts, no bandages, hell there wasn't even a...
Hypnovember '23: Executive Dysfunction
Executive Dysfunction God, I'm so lazy. The mantra echoes over and over, bouncing off the inside of my skull in a constant drone. It's background noise, like traffic, or the birds. Not that I can hear either of those things at the...
Maycor and Demaeter 4
And they aren't that dirty either, so you could just have given them a tongue bath."