Growing Up
I was a choir boy -- literally," he offered with a smile. the idea -- that this big, bulky would-be football player sung in the choir -- made don smile, at last. it succeeded in distracting him from his worries. "really?" he chuckled.
The Witch of Black Waters
"then... why don't we just call you choir," replied enta as he put a hand softly on the siren's scales. the siren flicked his ears slightly at the sound of such a generous name.
Gabriel and the Prince of Darkness (Part One)
Soon it was a choir, and soon after that it was another choir, and as jacob kept yanking at gabriel's wings and as gabriel kept shrieking and keening and wailing there was still another choir, all of the voices shouting and singing and shrieking and moaning
Kass' New Instrument
A mixture of moist, squishy penetration, and the barely muffled queefs filled the glade, a rowdy choir of dirty sex played to the audience of trees.
Instruments of Ecstasy
He settled down on his hoard and looked to the kobold choir who quickly tightened their grips on their instruments. "thin lizard, give my boys an entrance will you?"
The Dark Side of the Moon
"hey, buddy, you're preaching to the choir. i'm just telling you how it is?"
Rafael Hayes joins the FBA
During most of his elementary school years, the coyote had been trying out everything as an extra curricular activity; from swimming to baseball to even singing at the church choir. and yet none of them have really worked out for him.
Ditching
The otter often played with the choir, quite proud of his skill with the cello. at the last concert the two of them talked for a while and it ended in leo asking the shy otter out.
Master and the Mistress
Moans left her like a choir of angels as my tongue dug into her lips. the prying organ twirled and twisted till it pushed and thrusted as if a drill digging for diamonds. my lips curl at such a sound and my pace increases the body's tempo.
Ezreal's Journey.txt
Here, you will be blasphemer, deemer, dreamer and again, like a choir he heard a lot of voices: this is the gift of the gods which for men will be odd! this is the dream of the demons that envy it! and now, dear ezreal, your time here is at the end.
Recursion. Arc 1, part 2: On the Roof
I'm not sure if it's a girl's choir or a prep school, but, either way, they sure look like they're turning out nicely with those soft pelts and fine, shiny headfur. it's almost sad to see them get on the train. oh well. let's see who's arriving.
Grant's Rampage 1.0
That soft 'ding' was like the choir of angels welcoming him to heaven and as the elevator doors opened, he imagined himself stepping onto that cloudy paradise.