A Fertile Desert
"so, kibbles, how we doing this? one last futile act of heroism, or you just hike that tail and give me yer cunt?" "i'll give you 'cunt'." she pounced, and the spray hit her eyes.
Disembarking
The kibble she'd been reduced to eating wasn't very palatable, though it was salty and meaty. he made a tossing motion in the air, and said, "come on, girl, catch!"
A Seed of Doubt
I do hope it is not kibble, i had that shoved into my snout by a little kid. not as good as the commercials say it is." "really? kibble" "i think licking my own tail hole would taste better. we all took a vote, we declared you cook, by the way."
Helix - Solstice
This is part two in a three part sequel to equinox, a story commissioned by kibbles~and~bits. i've wanted to write established relationships for a while, and all the good and bad that come with them.
Faux Pas: Skyfall (Soft Vore)
"but silly, the kibble's all in the barn, that way!" smiling in that weird way that dusk tended to do, she just said, "oh right...silly me." fluffy said, "will you play with us? you can be the mean fox in the story!"
Dog Star
The un served up kibble for me, again; fortunately for my sanity the pancakes rebecca had been provisioned with looked more like roadkill, and i didn't find myself tempted.
Catholic Bitch: Break Out
You like kibble?" "i've never had it." they walked to the kitchen, where the irish setter's bowl was overflowing. her eyes widened. "you have this _all_the time?"
Infiltration (Act2, Book2, Chapter2)
"kibble. they're kibble. i can't even throw up. i want to. i feel like i'm _supposed_to throw up. like, that's what normal people would do after seeing that. what's wrong with me that i can't shed a tear for them or get sick over what i just saw?"
101 Dalmatians: Romantic Getaway
The advertisement income had helped their pets make the mortgage payments on the farm, while also giving them a huge discount on kibble. he'd grown quite a bit since his last adventure, now almost as tall as perdita.
Tied Like Dogs
"if i wasn't, i wouldn't sell it," the soldier replied gruffly, putting the bag of kibble in the now-opened boot of rik's car. rik squidged the ball again, but this time it did something different.
Inter-Dimensional Farm Story, Part 3: To Massage A Dog
It stank like dog poop and dry kibble, and made him nauseated; he coughed and covered his nose, trying to clear his head and somehow avoid the fart cloud that had suddenly engulfed him, courtesy of pudge.
A Bonding Experience for a Hot Dog
He called, stepping closer he realized that the food bowl was now full of real dog kibble instead of being empty as it had been before. "what the...?" the door shut behind him and he found a hood being pushed over his head by a pair of... paws?!