Tales from Adipose City: The Bird Is The Word
Spraying the creatures in the face with bountiful harvest formula, she forced the predator chickens were forced to guzzle the fattening yellow slime.
Vurrik's Bad Day
He picked up the harvester from the floor and, not without difficulty, aligned it with the throbbing glans. the rat-ogre's red eyes went wide as he rammed his penis into the open tube.
Counter Earth Chronicles Dual Realities Chapter 52: Everything Wrong Is the Fault Of Someone Else
"looks like the klis wanted a otter for their latest harvest." cody said solemnly. "i see the entrance to the basement!" arthur shouted.
An Infestation in the Herd Epilogue
Sugarfrost harvest almost shook his head, almost sighed, and would have were it not for the parasite inside him. he waited - knock. knock. knock-knock-knock.
Shady Impressions: Lowered Standards and a Dash of Demons #2
"so what'd you think of your first harvest festival dax?" jem asked as he devoured some salted veal. "the best day of my life so far easily!
Fields of Barley
We know it's ready to harvest once this paddock hits twelve, the others are all in the zone just before. kind of clockwork; sometimes predictable is good mate." "so this is it then...my first time running the harvester."
Damsons
It was not long until winter now, it was already harvest time. he could hear the sea behind him. waves smashed against the sharp rocks and ice that surrounded the entire harbour.
Dragon Stone, Chapter 1 - Pardons
"tradition has it that on the day of the harvest festival, the magistrate may exercise his authority to pardon criminals", he continued. "however, i have decided that a change to that tradition is warranted."
Crimson Vindication - Chapter 1: Humble beginnings, tragic fate
A voice echoed over the vast plain of freshly harvested grain. the words were spoken by a very distinct creature. it had a lean yet powerful body, covered in a layer of deep, crimson red fur.
A Bronze Rising: While he was Gone
The harvest ceremony was a wild congregation which i observed from the air as i circled the village square.
Pony Poets - The Wheel Story (2nd in series)
Through summer months we watch them grow, to harvest all before winters snow. then in the spring we start again, planting seeds in hope of rain. team idris
Day Four - Prescription Pick-up
As i stood to walk away and deliver the horns to the base camp delivery box, i turned back and noticed something more beautiful than the horns that i had just harvested. the kelbi's clean, smooth, and puckered asshole.