Sexy Suburban Monster Men: Kro’chark, Neighbor
“i made gro’naksh, braised pork stew. had it simmering all day and i had hoped i could make it back before everyone left.” “huh?” was all trevor could manage. the orc got to one knee and stuck out his massive hand.
Party Favour
The stranger pushed back on my face as i slurped at his oozing rim, tongue squelching through the sloppy, soggy run-off of stewed cum that bubbled back into my mouth and gulped down my throat.
Winters Gift
She inquired "just sandwiches although i put on a stew so we should have something warm for tonight and there will be enough for you tomorrow."
Chapter 30: The Hidden Place
He dropped his eyes to his stew. "no," he said. "etienne was traveling with a bunch of dogs, no foxes. . . . i'm sorry." asres dropped his eyes to his own stew and felt the sympathetic look gallus passed him.
Commuter Snack
Leftovers, he didn't have the patience to cook anything new, but he could toss last nights stew onto the stove. a nice big bowl of hot, thick, meaty stew running down his throat, giving his gut something to churn on.
World Building: Nations of Sethera
Known food: displacer beast stew: made from this illusive creature it has an interesting texture, that delights the senses. some claim it still wiggles upon eating.
A Hefty Mistake
Her appetite woke as she grabbed her first biscuit and dunked it into her stew, saturating it with delicious essences.
Bovine Parents (Ch. 9)
Pinches of strong smelling herbs amidst a full, hearty stew. enough to feed a couple of hungry hybrids, in addition to their still-human son.
When the ferals meet
Uragh waved for a waitress and ordered a bowl of stew and an ale. "would you like anything?" "an ale," estrid said. the waitress soon brought her ale as uragh lowered his muzzle into the bowl and ate his stew.
Price of Peace 2
Content that the lion was sleeping the shadow continued on its way, a paw grasping the pan of fish stew. it was lifted to some golden velvet lips and without a sound, the cold remnants of the stew were drained.
Zion: Light of the New Moon, Ch 4.3 Myrh
She slid a bowl of fireside stew into his paws, "eat." she directed.
Whos the predator?
The wolf growled, taking the offered bowl of chunky stew, licking it up, finding it full of meat and vegetables, the taste of sweet organ meat making his mouth water! "damn you make a fine stew, richer than i'm use to; that's for sure."