An Asinine Fantasy
She just stood there--on hooves, and contendedly dropped a load--squishy, green-brown horse dung falling in big clods from her equine-ified ass.
90 Days in Tokyo - Prologue
I want to make it count, and while it sounds interesting, i'm not particularly fond of the idea of spending my summer among the dung beetles in the kalahari or sweating my balls off in amazonian colombia--not even taking into account the american stereotypes
Gryphon Academy: Ferdinand & Reginald part 1
Smell of hay and dung permeated the air, overlaid by a sharp animal smell of a hundred gryphons he had never seen but weirdly enough felt intimately familiar with.
A Fox and a Knight
Piles of dung were laying all around the street, with dirty kids apparently playing dodgeball with some of them.
Last of Their Kind (Part 1)
Everyone i had spoken to about this always said that a horse had one expression and that was of boredom, in my experience and opinion i say that was a lot of horse dung; but i digress.... 'so where was i?'
The City Called Lavatory
The muddy dragon took a deep breath, savoring the stench of his musk, urine, and dung ripening in the midday air. this territory was his now. all that was left to do was to make hatchlings to one day inherit the land.
Everything You Need
Been denied air for so long she slowly blacked out with the thick stench of her partner's anus above her nose matted with the fresh, thick, scent of dung.
Zuri
Punishment for a past incident involving her mother and rhino dung, perhaps? zuri ran alongside a line of trees leading up to the kopje. she came to a sudden halt when she heard rustling from the brush.
Synth, Viscous
It bulged and sagged between her legs, already several kilos worth of fresh steaming dung load pumped out of her twin sewer pipes and still surging out like thick brownie batter.
¡Hola!
The distinctive sound of thick, loamy dung crackling free from an asshole can be heard, brian going stiff as paloma's tight pucker opens wide and feeds him a heaping serving of soft, claylike shit.
Barnyard Sorority
The males, meanwhile, took to the air, the pheromones of dozens of females in need calling them as a small collection of flies had gathered from the open door over the freshly deposited pile of horse dung.
Beasts of Burden (Chapter 3)
Looking behind him the pile of dung he had just deposited was no different than that he had seen in the field that day, unrecognisable as human.