Swan Song
Opening his eyes, the cob began to blink rapidly to clear his vision. his heart began to race when he saw that his beak had been secured with several straps, silencing any cries he might have voiced.
The adventure of the Dinkley farm [Scooby doo] Chapter 1
"well the cob wont make you sleep its the way you use it that will." wendy spread her legs and acted like she was fucking herself with an imaginary cob of corn and smiled. "but you know i said i am a virgin i don't do things like that."
(ZOO) COMM - Mare Tending - Chapter Four -
"she is beautiful, such odd colours for a cob..." david wined and turned about, then gently ruffled penelope's ears. "i said no biting!" jamie chuckled again. "i warned you, and yes.
A Clean Work-Out
"mpf... do you really have to keep using that on me cob? you really don't know what its doing to me..."
That Time of Year (Again)
In this case, she saw a single cob of corn, already peeled and drooped over the side of a nearby bucket. it was quite the appealing looking cob of corn.
Familiar Encounter
On the other side was an admittedly handsome irish cob horse that matched the description his agency gave him.
Zombies are Wankers: What a Lovely Farm
Then he ate the bacon, then the bread rolls, then the cheese, then the mashed potatoes, and then the corn-on-the-cob.
Monster Veil
Monster veil (02/09/2019) sleep eternal, burned infernal, cut the cob, remove the kernel, dying light, endless flight, this, a most horrendous plight, stalking beast, skulking east, of all emotions, love's the least, important now,
Reflecting...
The shadows gather substance where they once stood the streets empty of familiar people, it leaves me with feelings anything but good heading blind into tomorrow with no want for another expectable conclusion i want the cob webs to burn again,
The Lepanto Institute
Don john of austria has seen you get corn-cobbed. st gilbert, in his heaven, would not best impressed. (don john of austria was not as you have guessed.)
Stolen Ribbons (Otherwise Untitled)
The jackalope was not entirely displeased with the pile of boiled corn on the cobs that she'd collected onto a plate, grinning across the table to bell who was muddling with trying to ascertain the complete nature of the soup he'd picked up at a booth.
Chapter 3: How long?
Placing the paper down after glancing over some innocuous scandal of some sort pasted over the front cover the large hermit bit into his bacon cob, another two chomps and it was gone the anthro left licking his paw "coming on three years and the news is all