The Featherweight - An Intro
He sighed, walking towards their bathroom, "i'm a featherweight, and the hawaii invitational is.." he stared at himself in the mirror, above a collection of containers for his pills. "i could be fighting anybody."
An Ode to Snakes! (A slightly Surreal Poem)
Better than aquariums better than durians better than antiquarians better than turians snakes invented mathemagicians constellations and manchurians featherweight dusters and complex hulabalooians snakes can hear with our bellies
The Temptress Trio Chapter 1: Raunchy Reminiscing
featherweight replied, almost as if under a spell._ _"good, now stay still, big boy~."
Having Fun at Parties
She hated parties, especially ones thrown in her favor and this one was to celebrate her winning the women's featherweight championship.
Winner's Circle
The little rabbit was pissed; not only was he pinned in less than a minute, he also lost his chance at the featherweight title. domino hunter had used an illegal leg sweep on him, he knew it; the ref didn't see it, however.
Evolving Feelings - Part Two
Crates which earlier in the day he had been using his whole body's strength to lift one at a time, but now for his muscular and hulking form were seemingly a featherweight by comparison.
New Generation of Heroes: Chapter 6 - "Waves"
Kizzi swept the mammoth weapon through the air as if it was featherweight. she dropped it headfirst into the sand, handle up, hand clasped on the pommel. it shook the ground when it struck. "i don't give a shit what papa said."
Not Even Bite-Sized
No more of a featherweight than i am, it'll at least take the sting off what he said to me." he picked up the can and spoke to it affectionately. "bottoms up!" \* \* \* "bwottomnz uuup!!"
Detention Attention
Upon the tip of her nose rested a pair of featherweight glasses, held together by a thin transparent plastic colored light blue. the black nose faded into her thick coat of golden yellow fur, which bore its own unique trait: spots.
Of Rebirth.
He picked her up, holding her close to him, and he turned on the tv. and laid down with her featherweight on him. some stupid show was on, it wasn't yet time for his favorite show, scrubs.
The Demon Fox God and the lowly little dragon
He didn't bother keeping track of the black dragon's insignificant orgasms, though there were many as jasin's tiny, soft cocklet and orbs dangled uselessly in the air, like a featherweight in every possible direction from the impact of the demon fox god's
My Cousin Kaito
Don't get me wrong, i am a laughable featherweight when it comes alcohol, but that thing was strong. i don't even think i finished it.