"The Perfect Spell 3" - Story by Kaz
The dragon's reeking feet were literally and visibly steaming now, adding their funk to the mist swirling around.
New Ways Die Hard Pt. 6: Grand Entrance
The song will be uptown funk. you know that song? say what you want about humans, but make some great music." the wolf smiled. his ears perked up.
S'mores
The funk of a 15 year old rottie bitch in her first unmedicated heat. dan could barely form words, "your pills?!" "packed the wrong ones...fuuuck...you stiiiiink."
Father Knows Best, Part Four
This area had a particularly spicy funk that made his nose tingle.
Room Service Part 1 - Live to serve.
Therefore, he knew quite well what ball funk smelt like, and the stench burning his nostrils right now was certainly no ordinary ball funk.
To Catch a Pokemon (Part 1)
Just like ashelyn and asheton had given it to owen permanently, the musky funk was here to stay for everyone who smelled it. it clung to them like smoke to clothes or a house, and everywhere they went, they spread the funk as well.
A special Bunny in the big city: a very special event
It'd be hard for a hound to smell anything but her funk when close and yet she was so used to it that she could momentarily put it at the back of her mind and enjoy other smells.
Sore Winners (Len)
I hadn't taken a shower in the past three days; i could tell from gedge's protests that he could smell my funk. heh, and i didn't even lower my pants--i still wore 'em when i sat on his nose.
Because of Camp, Chapter 4: If the Boat's a-Rockin'
I've smelled some mighty funk." porter gave him an eye, "you do this thing a lot?" "the funk came from zeke. but seriously, i try, but am rarely successfully." "so i'm one of the few defeated?"
Ordering In
The bovine looked up, his grey eyes blankly neutral as he looked at the hunky horse in front of him, his nostrils flaring slightly as he took in the funk of the equine scent of sweat and musk.
Sock Kats
The funk still filling the room, adding to the flavor of their smell of sex and sending the more sensitive victor closer and closer to the edge.
The Devil Prefers Heels
Or maybe she just smelled “hard day's work" human amidst the poison funk of hunter-killers from across the belt. it doesn't matter.