Vacation in the snow
Mat replied, still getting over the 'work funk' as they came to call it- the feeling one gets after spending long laborious hours doing very little in the grand scheme of things. "well, it's friday.. and we've got all of next week to ourselves, right?
Chapter V – The Perfect Drug
Kelvin got up out of his chair and took measured sniffs, having a hard time locating the nauseating funk. after several minutes, the white coyote stopped in front of his only utility closet.
A Hrothgar's Welcome
"get a taste of some _real_ man funk on your tongue."
A Rookie Model's Risk and Reward
There was a light funk that came from the various clothes that were on the floor and piled in a corner. when getting close enough his sensitive predator nose picked up the smell that was coming from the other male.
Quite the Pickle
Brian gasped, a fume cloud of breath and ass funk billowing off his sweat-moistened face. pickles' asshole hovered just inches above, slightly dilated and glistening with spit. his nuts sat on brian's collar, hot and heavy.
Looking Back At Memories
For all the times she had done it, somehow always at _just_ the right time to both break him out of a funk and somehow making him laugh, he never could get used to it.
In the Shadows of Perfection
This reeks of funk. the guards on the bus were big and burly.
Lost in Los Angeles- Chapter 1
Fortunately, mittens, my sarcastic cat friend, and i had been able to bring her out of her funk. now, she was back to normal, the fun-loving, easy-going girl i loved. then i remembered that i hadn't been able to detect mittens' scent either.
The Fox
Something i wrote to get out of my funk. i didn't give them names for a reason. this story is dedicated to all the friends who stood by me and helped me out when i wanted to jump. thank you for convincing me not to.
Two same snow flakes
The weather was a cloudy and it could snow in any moment i turned on the radio and surfed through the channels... electro, funk... the only thing i could listen now was southern rock.
H.O.S.H.A.W. Prologue
"that's better, you funk ridden slime scaled five ton daughter of a harem whore's leprous brother," pronounced the lemur, standing and trying to get the worst of the mud out of her fur.
Derrick the Swallower of Worlds Ch. 2
His actions earlier that day left him feeling in a sort of funk. he needed a bath. he wandered to the bathroom, anxious to feel the soon to come hot water, pour over his body. he shut the bathroom door behind himself, leaving it unlocked this time.