Ch. 4 - Xenocryst
The butcher sighed and put the mutton he had gotten out for me on a scale. "i swear, kids these days. can't even let their elders have a bit of fun. i don't want to clean that up."
Farida's First Feline Date
Farida had gotten tabbouleh and vegetable kebabs, and katya had gotten the mutton gyro as farida had suggested. they ate in semi-comfortable silence for a few minutes before farida spoke.
Riding my Pony
There was plenty of mutton dressed as lamb in the club, and even the occasional mutton dressed as mutton. still, he came back occasionally, mostly for the nostalgia.
Who is Sam?
She could feel the hardness of the floor separated from her by a cheap mutton, yet her head was spinning like a cursed roller coaster. it smelled of vomit, alcohol and sweat.
Manuscript: Enos and the Gnolbolds: Chapter 1: Sticky Situation
The cleric chimed merrily "he put up one hell of a fight...so did i but at least i am the one sitting here eating mutton.
Vore Month 08/12 - Hungry Like the Wolf
Just put me down, we'll walk to the village, there's mutton, and sheep, and beef," maki listed off all th animals, which seemed to make the werewolf drool more. "hungryyyy..."
Only the Bold - Ikkit
The serving girl dithered as she gathered mutton stew from the pot above the fireplace. "staying the night?" "with sir knight!" the cat stuck out her tongue in displeasure. "not discount sir jayrith!
The Wallowing Way
He took a long draw on his cigar before letting the smoke emanate from his lips, following the contours and curls of his mustache and mutton chops as he grinned. jake gave a shy grin back. "i guess you were right...
A Lamb Among Wolves Ch:9
"o' course i do mutton chop, but-" "then trust that i will be okay on my own for the night." dawn gingerly pet vernon's paw with her other hoof. the worried wolf glanced at his mother briefly.
Self Portrait
It was the reflection of the altered self portrait he had created; bushy mutton chops, longer hair, bigger muscles, and a bulge... his drawing, the changes he had made to his self portrait had changed his real self.
RePhloxan
The day went on as usual, the scribe taking breaks to refill his warm wakeberry tea, making a lunch of leftover mutton-pie, and tending to his long braided orange-red beard.
Zombies are Wankers: Dammit! We're Lost!
For another thing,", as he started drooling while looking through the binoculars, "they must h-have...fresh, unspoiled bacon, sausage, steak, burgers, mutton and even fried chicken....aaaaaaggguuuhhhgg....they might even have fresh, unspoiled, calcium-licious