Cookies
And then carrying the dough-filled bowl ... to the oven. paws bringing out blobs of the dough ... putting them on the pan. setting the oven for thirteen minutes. and putting the pan in. the oven at 350 degrees.
What a Party!
In a panic, he uses a spatula to scoop up the cookie dough; rolling the dough into a large ball, he settles for regular, round cookies. "what's gotten into me?! this is insane. i need to relax!
Friends are Forever
Dargon asked as he nibbled on some of the extra dough. "oh, yeah, sorry, i forgot you moved out last week." elise blushed softly and smiled. "how are you enjoying your new place?" dargon nodded and swallowed the dough in his mouth.
Felicity
A grin soon invaded those dough ball cheeks as the sensation spread slightly, though this relaxing feeling was soon to be cut short as felicity's largest aspect voiced its current thoughts.
The last drop - Life goes on
Without even another word the rat dumped the cum filled cup onto the mix and started mixing the dough with both hands, the motion making some fart-like noises as the shit, jizz and dough mix...
Pan
It was like looking at globs of dough, all stacked one atop another, and then dousing that dough in a healthy serving of pudding.
Party Games
His little paws scrambled to lift the corner of the dough so he could munch on the end. ray could eat a surprising amount for his size. he'd downed three slices before riley could even eat two, but by then he was stuffed.
It all Started with a Second Coffee Ch 2
He wanted to jiggle and shake the ocean of dough and elicit as many belches and gurgles that he could from his whale.
Mordecai's Muse
She walked over to the stove and got out a cookie sheet, spraying it down with cooking oil and taking out some cookie dough from the fridge.
The Witch's Apprentice, chapter 1: the Initiation
Clementine turned back to the dough, wondering if this visitor would be worth wasting it.
Inside
Count carefully your findings as your talons work the dough, for grains inside my aching head. and stain the cracking riverbeds; let the rising floodgates go.
Just Enough Bakers Make the Dough Rise [by NieveLion]
Besides, i can't mold ya if you aren't made of good dough to start with." he paused, then added, "also, i think you've been here long enough ya don't have to call me sir. garry or garrett will do."