Dystopian Sky Scrapers

The burgers are juicy and the fries are deep fried just right! this food was way better than the boiled, spiced rats we had before. this was real food. the meal finally came to an end. we would have left a tip, but we need the money.

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Crushing on the Panthers 3

He barely resisted showing it on his face; his cheeks burned, and he hurriedly covered the slice of pizza and the fries with some crushed red peppers from the shakers on the table.

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Time to Be the Hockey Hunk – 100th Chapter

Cobb liked his eggs well fried, and sometimes eaten on toast. i could smell the toast already.

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Jamie's Many Brothers

The adolescent otter hmmed, stretched his muzzle open as far as it would go, then dropped the fried fish in. jamie started to gulp at the fried fish, mmming softly as his throat just seemed to open up and let it in.

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Bully: Canis Canem Edit

The fries in his mouth went flying across his seat into agumon's face, a big glob of red and yellow fries landing right on his maw. "fuck!"

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Don't Feed the Bears

Gus stuffs french fries into his mouth between bites and washes it down with sips of cola. joe reaches over to take a few of gus's fries and eats them. joe asks, "you must have really been hungry?" gus nods his head vigorously.

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Heat Dream - Bonus chapter 1 (Milo x Peggy)

She was casually frying up some curly fries for the young customers at the pool table, her iconic flowing hair held back in a hair net. she noticed a spotless spare frying pan on the wall beside her and looked at herself in its reflection.

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Chapter Four: Fired and Fried

This week was deep-fried tacos with imitation crab meat. that thought by itself, let alone actually trying to put such an abomination in one's mouth, was usually enough to send people hurtling towards the toilets. jacob's domain.

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Bulking Phase

Burgers, fries, tater tots, fried cheese, cheesecakes, more burgers... everything seemed to be filling the wolf's maw in rapid succession. the wolf let a few belches go between the mouthfuls of food shoveled into him.

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White Hart, Black Heart Ch. 3

#3 of white hart, black heart cheeseburger in one hand and a bag of fries in the other, i step out of the musty-smelling elevator and nearly run into a young female otter.

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