Zion: Light of the New Moon Part 2, Ch 2.2 Shrad
Whenever the fox had an issue to deal with his mind always went back to that box... his 'problem solving' tool kit.
Summer Heat – Chapter 41: New Experiments
Somehow, he was used to all the problems solve themselves, that he might not even have been aware of risk and possible failure anymore.
A Conditional Promotion
Bogo might be able to get his problem solved after all. just then, the rabbits signature cruiser pulled into the lot bellow. perfect timing. she'd have plenty of paperwork to file, which meant plenty of time to call her into his office.
Commission: Venus Trap
_well, i guess that’s one problem solved..._ there was still another, though: his stubborn erection.
The Impacts of Anti-hypers on Our Prey
As a contrast anti-hyper sperm appears to possess a basic form of problem solving ability.
Fur Spa
"good problem solving skills." david panted softly, keeping up his work at the three dominant males, before a fourth belly pushed to him, from behind. he blushed deeply, feeling the arousal of the golden retriever against the small of his back.
Canine Hospitality (part 1)
An outlet was behind him though, problem solved! he leaned on the toy pile with his back towards the closet door, adjusted his still-leaking bulge and greedily pushed the magic wand's head against his tip. click. brrrrr... "ah, awrrhaahhhhh!"
U.C.O.D. Scorn of The Lost: Chapter 7 (A Battle Plan)
"problem solved!" the two walked out onto the balcony and kane jumped onto his hind legs and leaned against the balcony railing.
If Only...
I know, when i go the bathroom, i'll just go somewhere else, problem solved! speaking of bathroom, i really need to take a piss. gay bobcat needs to piss badly! stupid gauntlet video game. i make my way to the bathroom in a mild run.
Beat and Rhythm
With the immediate problem solved, he returned his attention to his sibling.
The Lucky Guy
problem solved." "you know," michelle said as i punched in the phone number, "you don't have to do this." "i want to though." i ordered a bunch of stuff i knew was good. i hoped that michelle and lisa liked it. "should be here in about a half hour."
Will Doesn't Fuck Jailbait
problem solved. now it was just will, all the channels he could ever ask for, a fridge with an endless supply of beer, and-- the sound of a poptop rang out as alex plodded back into the room, cradling a pilsner in his adolescent hands.