Better to be Grounded
"never knew you had a thing for weasels," said wyatt. "who says i have a thing for weasels?" asked levi. "you did. just now you said you'd fuck ben chesterton. sounds like you got a thing for weasels to me."
Jeremy 023; Experimental Indulgence
As was noticed, raccoons ended up smaller than weasels. the justification was that raccoons were omnivores and weasels are more on the carnivore side. another example not yet noticed is that rats and mice are roughly the same size as rabbits.
Vacation Day
There was every conceivable species to choose from, wolves, foxes, weasels, and one specific deer that got her attention.
An Impulse Purchase
Stimulated by the weasel's fingers, the creature sucked dutifully, lapping at every inch of fur and leaving a thin, glistening coat of saliva.
an equine embrace
And shut up brock, he's just jealous weasels are more flexible than cats" jack said in his defense. but brock wasn't listening, his eyes were glued to the hind quarters of a sweet little equine female as she past by them.
Identity: Chapter Fifteen
"i've got nothing against weasels" thomas insisted, leaning over the bar. "but listen to yourself, boss. you sound like danny devito in a sappy 1980s comedy." marvin threw his paws up in the air. "i've heard enough of this crap.
Twist of Cain - Part 2
Only last week, harry had punched one of the weasel's friends outside of school when the friend was trying to pick a fight. harry was so fast, that the weasel's friend didn't even know what hit him. "thanks," said cain.
Verde's Sacrifice
Right now verde was this weasel's slave. her self-preservation instincts kicked in, and she lay as still as she could while wesley systematically licked every bit of her mound.
Cover Boy
“yeah, but that's, like, _extra._" the weasel's imagination raced. “wasn't that an ancient god? the moon good?" eagan piped in with, “there was no moon god. just a goddess. luna." “oh." “yeah, get with it, june.
Episode Four - Entry of the Gladiator
Samantha failed to appreciate the weasel's assessment, rolling over onto her side to hide a wrathful sneer.
Villainous Punishment
It throbbed endlessly from the weasel's ministrations, and he still had his ass arched back into the weasel's crotch. but now nothing moved besides his ear flickering in its tubular confine. then as quickly as he stopped, he started up again.
Lurking in the Mud - Estate Agents
Squelching into the slurry of mud and clay that covered the walls and coated his body the otter pushed the weasel's body into his rear.