No good deed Chapter 16: Welcome home
But at least i got a second hotdog out of it, to go. "are you sure you don't have to go?" "yes" "positive" "yes!" i huffed. back at the train station we were waiting. sven was watching a taxi cab race.
A Dragon in Suburbia, Part 4: Dragons at Dinnertime.
Between that first package, and the hotdogs you had this morning, well ..." kyle did a quick mental calculation, checking the weight of the meat on the packaging's price tag.
Self Indulgence 2
Until then, sid hadn't even bothered to look back until now, pulling off to smile at the fox hotdogging him and aim miles' dick over his shoulder.
Fruit Vines
It was now stuck resting between his rump cheeks like a hotdog, the juice continues to flow. during his distraction, another vine prodded at his cheeks and maw, spurting the juice over his face.
Friendly Wager
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Camping Slugs
Alternatively, maybe the hotdogs had botulism or something. but then you'd all be affected.
Vipers, Nights, and French Fries (Ch10)
“enjoy your hotdogs? get enough to eat?” i’ll ask about that another time. i nodded and took a deep breath. “yea, but you already know why i’m here, and it’s not to talk about the hotdogs.” she sighed.
Templeton the Rat and Pip the Ferret1
Pizza, burgers, corn and hotdogs, pie, and other goodies, were quickly wolfed down into the rats bottomless chasm. already full from before, templeton's stomach continuingly grew tighter and rounder, and sang in a symphony of gurgles.
New Friends and Old Battles
I answered as i took another bite of hotdog. "why did you have me apply for a job and get this signed by the secretary so fast?" the young man looked curious and i just smiled broadly as i chewed the last piece of hotdog.
Holly and Jolly Are We 2
He leaned over kemper, pressing his hips forward, hotdogging his manhood between the twin cheeks. "am i being a little mean, pup?" newson asked. kemper shivered. the last person to call him 'pup' had been a drill instructor of his.
Just let it happen
This wasn't... This wasn't exactly what he'd expected that day the bigger man caught him staring. The young running back didn't think of himself as gay. Didn't think anything for a hot vixen or doe could stir his wolf cock, but sure as the sun rises,...
Atlas Slime
Through the gap in the curtains, blinding light shone through, punching across to the wall opposite. The occupant of the room did not care, nor did they notice as their eyes were closed and their mind at rest. Every noise washed over the sleeping man...