The Trial
Courtrooms seemed such a bother now and there was something particularly delicious about these oats... the end
A Place at the End of the World
He could imagine it now: rolling field of swishing wheat and wild oats, growing in anticipation of the harvesting season.
Making an Ass 1
Gilles inhaled the scent of the oats and moaned, pushing his face directly into them, gulping and chewing at the oats, his body finally allowing him to eat something. they really tasted good, one of colton's best batches yet.
Sometimes the Gods can be Kind
She looked around a little, curiously sniffing and sticking her head into all the corners, then she went right to the oats and started eating. i was pleased that she seemed to like the place.
The pig
Now it was an oat slush. the pig was not sent to work. he was forced to walk about to keep healthy, but no labor. the pig grew fat. one morning, the pig was taken to a new holding area, with other fat pigs and other fat animals like him.
Pills, Part 3
Both girls could have sworn they felt their clothes tightening as they gave the horse fresh oats and water, but neither wished to speak of it, uncertain of the cause. finally, a loud rip spoke for them. "what was that?" allison said.
Diaper Lab: Ch 2
His angry outburst altogether shifted into heavy humiliation again as he felt the oat-poop mush on his rear. "oh my, the diaper bomber strikes again!"
The Draconian Viking (Part 1.4)
When farming crops, barley and rye were the grains that grew best in the northern climate, along with oats. from these grains, vikings made beer, bread, stews and porridge.
The Draconian Viking (Part 1.4)
When farming crops, barley and rye were the grains that grew best in the northern climate, along with oats. from these grains, vikings made beer, bread, stews and porridge.
Filly Game
At first he thought that his stallion was coming back for seconds, but once he spotted the spent horse nosing around the sack of oats, he realized it was his companion.
Circus Hijinks
He quickly slid the door open and dashed outside, the fox racing to the hay bale and oat bucket that was left out. he grabbed the oats and hefted them up, running them back inside.
Warm Sun, Lazy Days
Reaching out, johnathan pulled a bag of oats from the table at his elbow. stepping forward again, slowly, he held the feed out before him.