Pidgeot Vore
It was when the pidgeot began physically destroying the fainted pokèmon into a pulp that the trainer became truly suspicious. "is everything alright, pidgeot?" she cooed to her beloved winged friend. not a sound came from the moody bird.
Headstrong
The hypno, now partially recovered from the thorough pulping his testicles had received, watched in horror as the shieldon continued on to bump and scoot his clenched legs apart with relative ease.
A Transformative Work
The paper used to make the pages was pulp. he hadn't seen pulp paper used on a book in so long.
The legend of a warrior; Chapter 68: To the Victor go the Spoils
Killer wasn't even looking at him, yet it was like he was beating him into pulp: his mere presence was crushing him into a broken, cowering heap.
My deep dark twisted fantasy pt. 13
I punched him to the ground, stumping him to a pulp, throwing knives at his legs, piercing him with deep pain. "your ass is mine!" blue: i listened from outside as i heard all the noise inside the dressing room, "blue, what is going on?"
The End of Everything
The laughter continues to echo and grow louder, more numerous, slicing flesh, bones breaking, screaming and crying getting louder and more desperate, the squishing and splurting of skin, muscle, sinew and innards stomped into a bloody pulp, blood gushing from
The Blanket — 5
They made silly jokes, and ed sipped his orange juice very slowly, allowing his mouth to take a moment or three to contemplate the unique qualities of medium pulp. he was blushing, listening in on this, a hot red thing.
Alley Night
The rodent's whole body shaking uncontrollably as his entrails were pulped in a sudden ram. the hamster coughed, gagged and choked emitting long muffled screams of pain.
Chapter 1: The First Encounters
I know you said you're chemistry book was alright but having orange pulp rotting on it isn't to good either.
Checkered Flag
As with the faux brain in her head, jack had reduced the shriveled remains of her last, fetid organic into pulp between his fingers.
Boot Camp
Now, each step simply felt a bit squishy, as bits of pulp squeezed out from the sides of his heel. gale unlocked the door, strolled in, and made his way to the kitchen.
Roadhouse Vignette Gaiden: That One Time in San Destro
In what felt like another lifetime, Sam recalled the feeling, The drinking, the fighting, the racing and over and over and over and over. The nights wheeling into one another, miles on top of miles miles, odometer ticking up day after day, hours in the...