Wrath of the Stackinator!
He held scaredy squirrel by the scruff, lifting him off the floor. scaredy, as his surname implied, was a squirrel, very much on the thin side. both he ans nestor were dripping in grape soda.
Cruel and Pretty
"just a bit dazed," the squirrel assured. "stubbed my toes." the squirrel wasn't wearing shoes. it was late-summer, and ... very warm outside. and, inside this old building, almost just as warm.
Ampert, the 11th Shaman Squirrel
#20 of shaman squirrel chronicles this takes place in the silvanian year 1322. ampert was a 21-year old squirrel shaman living in a small cottage on the forest planet silvania.
Redwall: Felldoh and Brome - Secret Meetings
Stomping her foot down, the female squirrel threw a fit. "i shouldn't have to help with chores, i'm too pretty! and you, felldoh squirrel, there's something wrong with you!"
Going Up!
The squirrel managed to blurt.
Morning Routine 3
He was trying to massage the squirrel to climax through his stomach. "dammit... hemlock... you're gonna... get me... in trouble." the squirrel hissed through his huffing pants for breath.
A Late Night at the Firm
The source of the cries, a young male squirrel looked up at the fox with tears in his eyes. "hey john," the squirrel wiped his eyes, "was i really that loud?" the fox shook his head and sat down in the chair across from the squirrel.
The Prince and His Bodyguard
#2 of the princess, the prince and the squirrel a commissioned follow up to the princess and the squirrel from an anonymous client.
Morning Routine 4
The pink world within the squirrel shut out the light, leaving her long ears dangling out of his folds. the squirrel let his head drop, his neck limp as his tummy swelled outward nicely. he turned about and moved to lay on his back atop the couch.
Stella and Hammy, an Over the Hedge vore story
A small, probably young, and very curious squirrel came nosefirst down a tree-trunk to look at her. "hi!" chirped the squirrel. "i'm hammy." "of course you are," said stella, and flicked her tail playfully.
New Risings.txt
The squirrel looked on in terror before she started attacking the sharpclaw's legs. the guard kept snarling and stomping, trying to crush the squirrel underfoot before she swung the wolf. "stop or he dies!"
Exam Stress
While the squirrel finger fucked himself he held his prize to his nose and gave it a sniff.