A day in the life of a footstool
The flavor was gritty, bitter... but luckily there were some berries on one side to help wash it away. there was no cheese today, but the amount of food was greater than most would get in their cells.
Body and Sole
I'd explain the real nitty gritty details but honestly you're not going to understand them and i'm only going to drive myself nuts trying to make you understand. so just accept that you're my paw for now and we'll get along fine. deal?"
Circles: a retrospective review
The tone in hollywood shifted from uplifting and whimsical to grim and gritty. so i'm not surprised by the shift from the whimsy of the 90's furry stories i remember to the grounded realism of the late 00's and early 10's.
Some thoughts from the brink. ( supplimental)
Even if you scrub, that gritty feeling always stays for ever. " he wipes a tear away. he then unzips the top half of the suit pulling down showing the flamed stain fur tattoo taking most of both his arms and upper body.
Stick Together
gritty sand whirled through the tan canvas tent, settling on anything and everything in sight. including the open cylinder heads of a 6.5 liter turbo v8.
The luckiest teen in the world section 3
He placed both feet on the gritty, soiled floor of the warehouse, shelley standing and stepping into the passenger seat of erik's 1980 dodge power wagon.
Zion, A Reader-Driven Story (pre-write)
Now, let's get down to the nitty-gritty so every interested party can understand how this story/game works.
Christmas Morning 3
She moaned loudly, greatfully swallowing her thick gritty shit and pounding her wet cunt with two of her fingers. david moved back a little and began jerking his cock, using her shit as lube until it swelled again.
I Love Cake Fucks [Sketch]
The weight of the dessert kept the rest of it reasonably together as she pushed deeper into it, shearing fissures and cracks through the spongy material, gritty crumbs and softer bits of chocolate and butter and cream smearing off along her shaft as it grew
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 15
The river flowed on and on by his side, rolling over stones as white as the snow that covered its banks, scraping rotten pieces of deadwood along the gritty bottom, babbling like a lunatic. how long had he followed this thing? how long? banno stopped.
D-Day
Something foreign caught my boot and i went down hard, my face smashing into the gritty, foul-tasting sand. i spat out sand and crawled to my knees. i had to see what had tripped me, i just had to, though i knew the answer would be far from pleasant.
Flashback (Working Title) - Prologue
_ a skull-rattling, overwhelming thud pinballed around the rat's woozy brain as his senses came flooding back with the same engulfing force as the stream of foul-smelling, clumpy liquid dirtying his fur; his lanky body flush against a gritty concrete floor