Hot Dog Haze
He pursed his lips and stared at the joint half-burned in his fingers. "like... this is some strong stuff! you guys sure you don't wanna hit?" "no!" a unison up front made shaggy smile, shrug and place the joint back between his lips.
Close Encounter of the Older Kind
Well, fuck. There's few things as awkward as walking in on your friend's dad jacking off. It's a bit more awkward when you are 16, high out of your mind, and on your way to get something to drink so you can remedy some wicked cotton mouth. The smell of...
From Heaven, or Near It: Part 1 (Book 4)
#1 of from heaven, or near it tw: suicide, self-harm, alcohol/tobacco/marijuana abuse, rape, verbal abuse a short novel about failed romance, questioning sexuality, gay love, alt- and indie-rock, in-n-out, weed and alcohol addiction, and the possibility of
Pokemon Lover Studios, Chapter VI
Even if it wasn't just the giggle weed, and flora really did love dating a poképhile, this issue was out of her control. "hey flora?" brendan said "yeah hop?" flora replied. neither of them spoke for a time.
Jenny v2
Under his eyes, the fuzz of hair grew into a down of fur, completely covering what he could see of his short, blunt muzzle.
A Musical Encounter
Arci grumbled quietly to himself. Work. Work shouldn't be compulsory, but he had rent to pay and food... plus saving up for an actually defensive suit. Crime fighting in spandex only works as long as you manage to not get hit, ever. He was wearing a...
AN APPROPRIATION EXCERCISE #2 (Little Fun)
In a fog of cannabis smoke and sudden bouts of licking, sucking and jerking.
PIPE DREAMS
He definitely favoured more weed in his mix where sedric was quite sure the wolf was a tobacco purist.
Little Red Shaman Squirrel
He had a crude lighter which he used to light the marijuana joint. then, teasport started huffing and puffing at his pot joint. "man, this is some really good weed," he said to himself.
Charity
I thought ole gustav slipped me some acid in with my weed." "it's beautiful." russ balked a bit, blushing beneath his fur. "yeah.. it really is, now. but you guys made it that way."
The Art of War - New Brother Chapter II
Money was money, and weed was weed. and a hole was a hole. "awesome. gotta go eat now." "catch ya on monday" i shut off skype, keeping my secret webcam window open. know your enemy, the better to destroy him.
A Perfect Fit
Victor said encouragingly, the otter tucking the bag of weed near his discarded clothes and fishing the bear's already hardening cock from his pants.