Loser
He just felt like a loser.
Loser
"i'm a loser...worse than that, a virgin loser" he suddenly spat out, a tinge of a pained growl touching his words. "you're not a loser, your friends are just a bunch of dicks" bailey replied, giving him a tighter squeeze.
Commission: Losers
losers go splat. right after the game. under the bleachers. me and my girls or you and yours. winners get to do the fucking. losers get to pop. sound good enough?" "mmmf. you've always wanted to pop me. fine. it's a bet.
Losers Serves
:p ** ** **losers serves** \* this is a commission to two australian hosses, whom i'm sure many of you know as a productive writer and a patron of furry arts...big thanks to them to making this story happen!
Sore Losers
"some pokemon are just sore losers," treat replied with a giggle, her ribbons trailing over the bloated gut. she could feel the ninetales squirming about inside, kicking and punching the stomach walls with his paws.
A Sore Loser
The crowd was roaring, a cascade of insults and cheers raining down on the two competitors as they played their hearts out. This stage was foreign to the Charizard, but not all too foreign. He'd made it pretty far in monthlies before but against a...
Just a Loser Pothead
I was just a pothead loser, after all. some cop jackson is. i scrambled to my knees and hopped off the couch behind annabelle, grabbing her hips in my hands.
Loser pays up.
All characters are of legal age in the furry world in which they exist loser pays up. "alright... come on... come on get in there." hogarth shouted at the group of young equines, as he herded his seven sons into the smithy.
Loser Takes All
Fox took great pains to sound like a modest loser. bowletta might have been projecting, but she thought fox seemed petulant. "so, excuse me." bowletta stopped fox with a warm hand on his shoulder. she tutted softly. "now, now, little man.
Sore Loser
.-; * * * sore loser * * * 'click, clack' the sounds of cheering and clapping fill the room as the young fox of 17 backs up from the pool table and tosses his cue stick onto the table.
Sore Loser
"sore loser.", the donkey finally said, even though the horse was long gone. "...yeah...", was all mike managed in response through clenched teeth, still shielding his berries.
Sore Loser
"oh, shut up, don't be such a sore loser.. the least you could do is stay still and accept the fact that you lost." geno rolled his eyes, speaking with the bat in his mouth.