Spirit Dreams
Until she accidentally tripped one of meeka's net traps, capturing the smilodon sharpie quickly changed back into her anthropomorphic form to await her captors.
Sex And The Sin
"mm that was fun, you know we should do that more often" she said taking out a sharpie from her hair and scribbling down her name and number "call me when you want to play again" she said and sin nodded before he watched her dress herself and leave.
Westwood 4
Johnny smiled, wincing a bit from the pain, as he opened his book, the front cover scrawled with black sharpie and innate drawings.
Fathers Day
Stopping, he got out a sharpie and wrote "to cody and rokuke, the best daddies in the world." "great, they'll love it." he smiled at the seductive picture. "i just need to give it alil test run.."
Minimum Wage Wrestling #6
The camera gets set up as they stand at the doorway to the storage room of this community center with a nice green poster board that had the unintentionally misspelled words "minum wayge wresling" written in sharpie for the background.
Beta Decay: introduction-- Reaction
When i'm done i cum on his face, take the silver sharpie out of my backpack and color his fur a bright metallic with the words, "i took it like a bitch." i then take out my wallet, and leave 20 dollars.
Oh, College: Out to Lunch
They walked over to one of the cafeteria tables, metal picnic tables covered in profanities and rhymes pertaining to sex and violence, carved into the metal or written in sharpie.
Wii Fit+U [Mini-Fic]
In sharpie - like the box it sat within - it was marked _wii fit+u_.
Feeling Sheepish
Flipping it all over there's no shipping information or anything else to indicate where the hell it came from, just two simple words "wear me" scrawled in black sharpie on the side.
Bob's Election Day Special
As a final, touch he peels the sticker off his ballot and slaps the little "i voted" slogan across the rabbit's right ass cheek and as a final bit of fun he pulls out a black sharpie and carefully writes "exit polling here".
Bathroom Bound Part 1
Sal dug in his pocket and dug out a sharpie. he began writing on my chest, butt, and waist. "what're you writing, master?" "prices." prices? as if in answer to the question, he said, "we might as well make some money."
Westwood 3
The long halls were lined blue lockers, scrawled with years of black sharpie and messages of hate. some lockers seemed to emanate a foul smell, almost like a skunk. jess tried to scan for old faces, but not seeing anyone to her knowledge.