The ATC Chapter 2
Smith in the room walking towards his lab, where he made his products. "hmmmmm, a serum to change ones species or appearance...that would be a very nice product to have." and off he went, into his lab to begin testing.
Workout Session (Miles DF Fan Story)
"well i want to make sure the product works." said dustin. he walked out of the room and all the males peered out to see the results. he saw a red-haired dog doing a weight-lifting routine.
Starring Marty
Your ass is a product, now. your cock? a product. mouth: a product. you are a product. a well-muscled, handsome, small-cocked product.
Cramming for Finals
He suspected that aiden had hopped on his computer and done all sorts of oh so funny things to help his productivity. aiden liked 'helping' noah's productivity.
The Milk Factory - An Impregnation Adventure
They even explained his milking hall has seen the most productive quarter then any other this year.
Life's a Bitch
"must have been broken," he said, without reading the product name. he fumbled around in the box for a little bit. "anuxperience..." i growled, realizing that he wasn't going to find out what it did. did he even know what products he stole?
Grow-tion
The last one sounded interesting to the golden-yellow squirrel, he oughta see what people thought before even considering purchasing the product. he started going through them, skimming through the praise people were heaping onto the product.
Housewife Number 377
She didn't give a second thought to the strange name - she was just a product, and products needed to be sold. the end
Clothing Issues
"now, i have an ai product to work on."
The Fey's Reprise
Once he really started to mix his milk into all the productions, his farm became the most beloved in the town.
Solving The Fertility Crisis
But although her virus juiced womb wanted to suck every drop from the stud's balls he was simply too productive for that.
A Simple Office Job
Our new product design all over the goddamn internet. months of development. hundreds of thousands in man hours alone spent on research and production. jesus fucking christ, what were you... a-ah... what were you thinking?!"