Rainboi Gang: Barking for Shots (Part 1)
With his free paw, rocky took a padded finger and slid it under his foreskin, scooping up a thick glob of musky yellow smeg.
Scarborough Fair Story One Chapter Three
"tollel, i," he started, then, "aw smeg! there ain't no way to do this easy. we've run into a problem. marie was getting ready to transmit your papers, when she discovered someone had placed a flag on your biometrics."
Scarborough Fair Story One Chapter Six
"well, smeg," leu said calmly. "i suppose it's too late to reroute the hawks."
Alduin, mental? I think so. Part 1
What a complete smegging bastard.i hate people like him, and with good reasons. he smiled as his men left, and then he turned his back and walked out. sreesanth looked ready to hit with an electric bolt.
Peanut Butter
"what the hell does 'smeg' mean?" "um...." max scratched his head. "i dunno, really. they just use it all the time and it's gotta be bad, right? anyways, lister was frozen in stasis for over three million years, so...."
Kinktober 2023 - Gnollgonzola
Drak glanced back behind himself, the metal door slowly swinging back towards the threshold - and then clicking into place in another second, the safety lock immediately firing. The spotted hyena's tail flicked behind him, belying his nervousness with...
The Adventures of a Traveling Healer
"smeg," he whispered. "that can't possibly be a good thing." hands helped him sit up, while the fox cub climbed into his lap and licked his chin.
Shades of White and Bray [scat + watersports]
But right now the mixture of urine, precum, sweat and week-old smeg tasted completely different. it was like licking a really salty load of cum from a well-used sweaty gym sock.
Pan part #4
Then smeg off copyright 2019 part 4. "just a normal wednesday... standing here washing dishes, with the god pan, drying". bill's mind was still reeling....
The Hunters
What, the smeg, was that? i pried myself up from the concrete, trying vainly to brush myself off. all i really managed was to smear the muck around a bit.
Wizhelm's Syndrome
"you fucking lumps of half-formed smeg!" i was fighting for my life, arms and legs flailing as much as they could between the two heavily armed guards. sure, it wasn't smart, but it was the only thing i could think of.
Ain't No Rest for the Wicked
Wasn't as hard as i thought; the security on it was pretty cheap smeg. kept lookin' for the booby traps and backup security, but there wasn't any. “looks like you picked up a good one.