The Heat of the Moment (Excerpt)
She'd spent a long day in the middle of a crowded mall on a friday night with a hot pretzel in one paw and a bag full of clothes she'd never wear in another, hips swaying, butt bouncing every step. it was all for the rush.
His True Self ( Part 2 )
He could almost picture her in his mind twisting him up like a pretzel. the idea making him shudder a bit.
The Entrancing Addler feat. Taiko's Dio & Sandler (Freebies Vol. 73.2)
Sandler sighed as he stretched out his arm and grabbed a pack of pretzels from a high shelf, having to reach up on his tiptoes to reach.
The Lucky Kat Opens Up
Each of them waved to lucky as he walked over to a snack machine to get some pretzels. he waved them back, blushed when he saw the bat watching him with her sultry green eyes. he had bent to pick up the pretzels and she whistled at him.
Chapter 3 - Man on a Mission
Maybe just a pretzel? a fresh warm pretzel? with cinnamon and sugar... jacob shook his head. daydreaming about food was not going to help matters.
The Transforming Circus: Chapter 1
There were traipse artists who swung from the rooftop, bearded females who's facial hair stretched down to the ground, and contortionists who were wrapped into pretzels. there were even feral animals that were inside cages being trained.
Zakcat's Ambush
In just seconds, zak had the upper paw and began containing the struggles till the weasel resembled an incomplete pretzel, arms crossed behind the back and legs spread with the feet facing the sky.
Scout's Honor Part 22
Let's say that my father wants to be a child again and throws a pretzel at me (it's happened). i, being a man myself, of course retaliate.
Friendly with Farrah
They watched it, going through a couple glasses of tea each and most of a bag of heavily salted pretzels, which in turn made the tea go even faster.
Outsiders. Chpt 4.
It made it easier to breath and gave him a chance to get a taste of the pretzel. "it's...good." jayden said a bit alarmed by the fact. somehow he figured it would be filled with bugs or something to satisfy the odd taste of those around.
Track and Field: Part 9
After about an hour once she was done i bet i could've tied myself into a pretzel. well, maybe a pretzel rod. i was still hurting, after all. no matter how great the massage, it can't change the fact that i got the shit beat out of me.
Your Predator for the evening
The tiger takes a pretzel from the bowl beside the candle, and crunches it easily. "big ole guys like you are a rare treat around here... more used to little twinkie fox bois and old grizzled bears."