The adventures of Lisa the vixen. The begining
I landed the fighter, but it flipped upside down breaking open a fuel cell. the fuel splashed all over me, and then an insurgent threw a lit cigarette in the jet fuel causing the fighter to catch on fire with me in it.
An Endless Voyage, Chapter 58: Once more unto the breech
The refueling probe on the nose has been designed to fit canid tankers, for fleet ops, and the engines use standard enriched deuterium fighter fuel, but can run on any oxygenated fuel in an emergency."
High Level
She heard a hum from the fuel pump when he switched it on and, as the pressure came up, he primed the other engine--the one they'd just disassembled.
Dottie (2022)
He quickly switched to the internal fuel and the engine continued on. as the fuel burned, "dottie" grew less lethargic in maneuvering. landing and refueling in st.
Creation of Furries Ch. 8.5
\*and that determination fuels every thought. every thought creates a new movement. every movement is strong. powerful. filled with purpose.\* "you and me, simon!"
Those Who Soar On Broken Wings
I shot bolt awake as the fuel gauge began to beep. the space around my ship began to ripple and there was a low bass note as i dropped into sub-light. the ship began to drift, robbed of any ftl fuel.
CDX: DEGENERATION
It was almost out of fuel and they needed it to escape. she hoped that the serum would be easily found. she wanted to get to her brother soon. "wow this place looked like hell." said jones.
Riding Lessons
A moment later fuel, spark and air symbiotically united to initiate combustion and the motor exploded to life with a sneeze. churning mirthfully at idle at moment later.
I love you Kathryn
The inertia switch to the fuel pump trips, shutting off the fuel to the engine. the switch trips in case of a wreck to stop the fuel to stop the chances of a fire. reeds car dies as its force off the road.
The Fisher of Souls: Smoked Salmon
The thrashing grew weaker and weaker as the formerly crystal-clear water became tainted with the crimson lifeblood that fueled the fish. it was over, it was finally over.
Guadalupe (1)
._ with tails swishing, fur shedding, whiskers tickling and plenty of feral howling and cajoling, the anthros fed their dance-fueled inhibitions.
City of the Undead(tittle is a work in progress)
I continued to poke around the fuel station for anything useful, i found a few candy bars, a bottle of water and a pack of cigarettes, with only two left inside.