No toys in my sack
Segmentium, however, dwarfed the silver breeder with well over three thousand feet tall, four thousand long.
The Mystic Sands | Chapter 1
"one thousand!" already, edwin could hear the worry in the weasel's tone. he smiled. "two thousand!"
Counter Earth Chronicles Dual Realities Chapter 56: Twenty-five Thousand Kinds Of Fear
Counter earth chronicles - dual realities **chapter 56: twenty-five thousand kinds of fear** november 30th, yoe 35 11:23 pm free counter earth (technology museum, world three) cody spenser was beside himself with worry.
Boy for Sale
As fine a specimen as sam is, i'd say we start the bidding at twenty five thousand. do i here twenty five thousand?" "twenty five thousand!" screamed one wolf. "twenty six thousand!" screamed an otter who glared at the wolf. "thirty!"
The Chained Geomancer
With a spin of his legs and sweep of his tail, the dragon twirled me around and waved his arms, “do we have a starting bid of one thousand crowns?" “one thousand!" the vixen raised her hand.
unconventional genie story
Offer your friend so-and-so to sell him one grain of sand for a thousand bucks already." "john, would you like to buy one of my grains of sand for a thousand dollars?" "sure, why not," john said, impatiently.
A Force Of Nature XII: Foam and Spunk
The thought of thousands upon thousands of his children pestering the constantly pregnant herm, spreading his gifts and being the adorable little buggers he knew they'd become made hal puff his chest.
Sins of the Flesh: Part 01 The Auction
Jackson starts, "we will start the bidding at five hundred thousand. who will start us off? ah! five hundred thousand... five twenty... five forty... five sixty... five eighty... six hundred thousand..." the unicorn is popular.
Bad Karma
One-thousand! two- thousand! three-thousand! four-thousand! five-thousand!" the auctioneer counted out. "five-thousand for this fine slave. how about six-thousand? six-thousand for this boy?" he asked the crowd. no!
Defiled
Somewhere ahead of her was a town with thousands of people, just waiting to satisfy tens of thousands of mindless needs. **end**
Crewpup Eighteen
"nine thousand viewers. one hour to go. can we hit ten thousand? if we do, a hundred lucky viewers will win a bottle of crewpup-brand libido nhancer."
Hyperspace Love: The Finding
"last news from my world... was that my kind were dwindling... only around forty thousand... left on the planet... by now... probably thirty thousand left..." he said, a bit sadly.