How I Quit My Dead End Job As A Guild Receptionist And Became A (Somewhat) Legendary Adventurer (B Rank): Prologue: Guild Astra Welcomes You!
The wispvul glared at me before snatching and snapping the amber vial in two, downing its tart liquid in a huff. her foxy fur, composed of blue flames, flared brilliantly before she fully regained her hyuman countenance once more.
Strength in Numbers 2 - Casey
Eight minutes and a pair of pop tarts later, casey stood at his front door waiting for the bus... with cassia.
NM #10 ~ Predatory
His features soured a moment at the tart overload, obscuring the brief change in mela's expression from being caught. she'd have to go on the offensive again now. she stepped in and leant heavily on the table.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Twenty Five
It was red, and redolent with the flavors of cherries and tart berries, with a hint of oak. _delicious, if served improperly._ she fought the urge to ask to have it served in the proper vessel for such a wine.
Hypno enslavement...
'_ cameron starred hard at the screen his eyes opening wide in shock, the pretty tarted up looking mare wasn't a mare at all. the straight stallion jumped in shock, his finger straining to click the mouse button.
Scales and Honor: The Shattered God: Chapter 10
“i need you to be grabbing me a handful of jelly tarts. the strawberry kind, though any will do." “jelly tarts?" he nearly pulled back in astonishment. all this secrecy over _that_? “they can't be _that_ good." “aye but they are."
Dragon Dungeon: Mistress Drakina, Slave Valen
He had his back against the wall, only the remnants of the little meat tart between him and the aggressive dragoness.
[Short] No Snacks Allowed On The Bus
He thought it was going to come squirting out the end of his dick as he plunged into it, and he was surprised also at the tartness of the ram's seed.
Luke (chap. 4)- ignorance
I pulled on my jeans then walked downstairs and grabbed a pop tart. finally, at 6:47, i slung my backpack over my shoulder and walked up to the top of my street where the bus picks me up every morning.
Demon Daddy Dark
A sharp tang hit the air, a salty, musky, tart aroma that was clearly alcoholic, but also quite unlike anything either of them had smelled before.
[MLP: FiM] C & C chapter 10: Shower within, shower without
Um, now that you mention it, i ought to try some of that tart and bring a little to fluttershy; you know how refined her palette is." smiling faintly, she let pinkie pie point her in the direction of the cutie mark crusaders.
The Saint Bernard's Puppies
Jonas' cock popped out of his sheath like a pop tart from a toaster and immediately started drooling precum on the fancy carpet. he pulled me to him and gently took my clothes off and laid me on the couch.