Sore Winners (Len)
He passed more gas, and the flatulence felt like it was vibrating within my huge mouth. i could feel the hot wind against my tongue; my cheeks bloated slightly as the gas spread around with no room to escape.
Dinner at The Shitter
As they finished their little piss play, samuel felt his stomach growl gutturally and knew more gas was building up. "ready for some more gas darling?" "you know it!"
Crossing Bridges
The gas light, the damn gas light was ringing at him, how?! he still should have had half a tank at least, this dinged up piece of shit's dials must be wrong, what luck he had.
A Shawkingly Good Christmas Break
Each one that was destroyed dissolved into a cloud of silvery gas, which drifted down towards the ground.
Screw Ewe
She did not know if she'd have enough gas to make it home and then drive to a gas station in the morning to fill up the tank.
The Truthful Rat
Taylor was still gritting his teeth as he passed gas, his boxers becoming extremely moist. the gas emission lasted no more than five seconds, but where it lacked in length, it made up for in odor.
Fire Back On Your Tongue
The room was so thick with bang gas he couldn't even see the far wall, just the formless dark purple gas. it'd hurt the first time; he'd choked and gasped and hacked, eyes streaming.
Home is "Were" the Heart Is.
He started it up, admiring the painted gas tank. it was a wolf howling in front of a full moon. nice! he hit the gas and rode out of the mangled mess of broken bikes and broken bikers. he hit the road, getting looks from every car he passed.
Aaron Dresses Down (Aaron Part 2)
The fear that was keeping his dissociation at bay began to recede, and he felt the effects of the gas double-strong as they came back.
Shifting Consequences--Chapter 17: Finding Zack
She may have to wait until more leads come up or just get more agents involved so they can question every gas station, bus station, etc. she calls the gas station where the two odd people showed up. "hello?" "hi. how can i help you?" samantha says.
Tanks, Allies, And More Troubles Ahead prt.2
Nothing. he went into the driver's compartment and looked at the gas guage:empty. "you check the gas?" he asked. "no. brian, didn't you look at the gas?" andy asked turning to brian. "not really..." he trailed off and the tank.
The Other J.T. (Part 1/2)
"can't handle your own gas, talbain?!" "it smells like burnt tires and hot cow shit." he mumbled. "i know, i know, but if you don't get rid of all your gas now, um...you could die."