Marto's trip to the Stud Fair
"you could try your luck at the funhouse." marto nodded and looked between the two larger males with a soft blush on his cheeks before he'd dart off looking for the fun house.
Larceny Olympics (part 1)
"yeah, yeah, bentley," mai growls in an annoyed tone of voice, "how do you suggest we get into this funhouse?" "you're gonna have to sneak by some of the guards." bentley says dejectedly.
Tipping Handsomely
"we didn't get caught at the carnival, and we were a hell of a lot more bold there, i think... you buttfucked me in the funhouse, remember?" "i _remember,"_ desmond hissed. "keep your voice down."
The Tomb of Golden Desire
He could see his own distorted reflection moving, flickering over their polished hides like a pornographic funhouse mirror.
The Island Carnival
She hadn’t expected that from a funhouse, for sure. if it was meant to entertain people, it wasn’t doing a very good job.
Filling the Nest [COM]
To say the image standing in front of york stunned him would be an understatement; he was left utterly speechless by his reflection, almost going so far as to wonder if his mirror was replaced with one found in the funhouse of a carnival.
Our First Vacation
Next they tried out some of the attractions like the funhouse. not only did they get to see a live performance of a mouse band, but they also got the chance to learn about their respective species.
Chapter 1
Getting a good look was easy enough, since this was one of those mirror-lined funhouse elevators. he had what looked like very specialized microscopes for eyes.
Devotion - Chapter 2
I lurched for a moment before the edges of my vision blurred, my extremities lost all feeling, and i began to experience an alarming, distant vertigo, as if i were watching the events taking place through a funhouse mirror from several yards away.
The Carnival
Still, he followed each turn willingly feeling like he'd come to the end of the funhouse at any moment. when he finally did a bright light burned at the end of the hall and in the windows.
Walden
His rabbit hole is a mirror maze with curtains covering some mirrors, some of them glass windows, revolving mirrors, sliding mirror panels or funhouse mirrors, and smoke that rises up from as well as trapdoors that lead down under the chessboard-tiled floor
THE RAPIST BLUES
\*^^\* the little fox rang the silver doorbell again and waited, rechecking herself in the gold-plated trim of the front door, mirroring her blonde-hair, wide blue eyes, and russet fur like a funhouse reflection. still no answer.