Sara's Story - Chapter 6
Together with a ferret femme i work at a large stove, turning plums into jam. from time to time a male slave brings in another bucket of freshly picked plums. we take turns removing the stones and stirring the huge pots.
Blue Porch Swing (Poem)
The aroma of plums and sweet tea all around lifts my feet from off the ground i lay on the swing as i drift away into all my memories from before this day.
Sara's Story - Chapter 7
The plum trees are only half a mile away from the greathouse. together with the other femme slaves i have to climb the trees and pick the plums.
Hooves and Sento Rematch
The big wolf's hips begin to twitch and jerk instinctively, as hooves crushes his big potent plums. the spunk-filled marbles rapidly losing their shape beneath the the zebracorns hard knee.
Home Is Where the Hurt Is
Yes, she had put me through some of the worst agony in my life, and still wanted to pop one of my plums. yes, she was definitely a bit of a bitch.
Lewd times with Sky Shaymin
The next emissions were saltier, the notes of plum and spice mellowing to sandalwood and sage with a base of white musk. breezy coastal scrub. i sucked like a hungry newborn until none was left. "is that it?" i breathed.
Phox Phat
"you should probably sleep off all this weight, plum. that's what i'd do!"
Slice of Life: A Typical Morning
This morning's breakfast was to include waffles with syrup, coffee and a selection of fruit (plums, apples or bananas). next was the waffle iron, which xander pulled out of a cupboard near the sink.
All's Well That Ends Swelled (2B)
Two round lumps appeared, one on each side: almost invisible at first, but slowly growing to the size of grapes, and then walnuts, and then plums.
*PDS* Tannim's Kitty Toys - 2010
His legs clenched together as though to protect his plums. moony laughed while playing, though like a true cat she tired of them shortly after they stopped moving.
Rat Hunt
The male checked his plums, and found them more swollen than he imagined, and they hung low in his sac like weights. each ball filled his paws and he knew he'd have to carry them to walk.
Q&D #2 - Demon Dance
The blue and plum furred fox rolled his eyes as he turned around again to face his dinner companion. the characteristic smirk was still there on his lips though. "you're no _fun_, fin."