Reese's Harvest Spirit
The greedy fox opened his jaws wide and let falling morsels spill into his gullet, leaving him distracted and vulnerable to the second part of may's plot.
Chapter 1: Suburbs
There was one guy whose legs were dangling a bit outside of his mouth, firroth stuck his wet tongue out and slurped him right back in as a bit of fog came out of his mouth, and he swallowed the remaining morsel.
Syn's Serendipity - Part 2
The light that emanates from the platinum brace gives you a faint glimpse of your twisting cage, as well as the other morsels you share it with. you can hear some of them sobbing.
Angel Devoured
A vile creature, only barely mortal anymore, the dark and hoary creature hunched over as he peered down from his perch near the top of the tallest tree in the forest, watching the tender-looking morsel flitting about carelessly below him, her supple
The Gryphon's Meal
Goodbye morsel, i hope you enjoyed it as much as i enjoyed your screams and struggles." the gryphon felt the the two grow still.
The War Inside
We're all at war with our own beast, as it sits down and yearns to feast on tender morsels of the sort we really can't afford. so asks you now do i: which way? and to which end and means you sway?
A Collection of Experimental Stories- Giant Skunkhase
They were all tasty morsels when i arrived, some ran others fell prey to me" he said laughing a little, a truly devilish smirk took over the giants' face. "you look like you'd be another delicious little morsel."
Tayelle For Dinner, Sabrith For Dessert
After all...you weren't done enjoying your morsel, were you?" "morsel?" tayelle asked, finally starting to catch her breath, though her mind wasn't quite caught up with what had been going on before. "you...you still want to do that?"
Cat and the Pack
She lifted it to her lips and tipped its rim to the ceiling, then funneled the morsels into her insatiable maw.
Surviving the Night
He saw the foxcoon as a pile of gore, a bag of bones, a morsel to pick clean. he gripped the foxcoon by the shoulders and snapped, "i can barely contain myself, meat!"
A Dragon's Poem
This tasty morsel that, more often than not, is surprisingly plump. but i've been known to stray back to the common pray, dining on the fatty creatures, who gorge on hay. the folk come after me, tell me i should stop.
Sleeping with the Predator
Throughout the years, i've watched her grow from a chubby little morsel into a thing of beauty that i would gobble in an instant.