Seven Inches a-Shrinking
"yes, it is," i answered, my focus staying on the joint i was beginning to pack. "medicinal marijuana. weed. whatever you prefer to call it. it's to help with my shrinking." "really? and it works?" i gave a single nod.
Don't Bray to Strangers
The bottle was soon empty and he found himself reaching for a joint sticking out a donkey's lips. he took a deep puff of the weed and coughed a bit as his ears stretched up, covering with fur.
Devia Luna
Sunkra the otter sits on a towel on one of the huge rocks lying on this secluded part of the beach and enjoys a nice and thick rolled joint of weed together with some of his friends.
Trouble
He had some good, strong weed and i knew i couldn't deny him. i melted when i was around him.
Tiny Eros Chapter 9
He went to his box and took out another joint that was already rolled up. as he walked towards the window, he laid her baton about a foot away from her. she was confused and continued to watch him as he sat where she was sitting and lit up his joint.
Patient Privilege
Then, going home and taking it with many different ways to choose from; blunt, joint, water pipe, air pipe, or even bake it with delicious brownies. the world felt wide open to him.
High Times at Mitchell High Part One: School Daze
A zebra replied frustratedly as he tried to roll the joint between his two huge hooves. "ok i got it." he announced as he lifted the now rolled joint in the air triumphantly and gave a lick. lastly, zach was the raver.
Weed Meets Tsume
Smith chuckled at his friend's nursing before groups of barks came out of the warehouse and followed then by a dozen or so puppies led by weed, mel and toboe. "where did the other two go?" weed asked while looking up to smith worriedly.
Hank's Hyenas: Toke, Choke, and Giggle
I like it," huey teased as drew closer to the young man with a lit joint in hand.
M&J Pt.10 Three cups one Glass
But then i found weed. it was mellow, it made me mellow. i tried to abandon rage with weed but when my supply got low i always fell back into old ways.
Scars Ch. 2
"he'll come around, buy him some weed and he'll treat you like a brother." "weed?" i said confused. "yeah," chris said. "pot, cannabis, marijuana, the special medicine." i just shrug as chris gives me a confused look. "i've never heard of it."
In the Life of the Cat 3: Happy Endings
Hollice returned to her earlier ministrations to her plants while i rolled a fat joint. i put the rolled weed into my muzzle and was about to light it when a thought struck me. removing the joint from my lips, i looked quizzically at ms.