Slightly AFTER Thanksgiving Special!
Xavyr tugged himself out of the fowl, and took the cob of corn out of his mate, tossing it to the side, before playfully grabbing the wet tail in his mouth, play growling, and tugging. marilen giggled once more...
Cock around the Clock: Stallion Lust (erotic eBook teaser)
The stallion snorted softly, blowing his forelock out of his eyes, the black and white draft horse reminiscent of his vanner heritage, though a typical cob would not have grown as large as he was.
Honorable Discharge
"hey cobs?" afterglow had cobbie docile, though his mannerisms never truly mellowed. "what do you want?" "what about _me,_ now?" acroth smiled. cobbie's eyes popped back open and his yellow gaze met acroth's.
Day Tripper
"i haven't had corn on the cob in a long time," i said, complimenting joel on his cooking. "i buy it on sale when i can." "thanks a lot for dinner. next time, it's on me." "well, you were the guest. you're welcome."
Apocalypse, Ch. 3
He produced a corn-cob pipe, and stuffed something green into it. he lit it with a match, and took a long drag, then passed it to me. it smelled like pot. i took it and from him and took a drag - it was pot! i almost coughed, but exhaled cleanly.
The Slave Mare and the Breeding Farm, Chapter One: Breeding Stock
Ah, so it was not the four-year-old cob that was being bred, sean comprehended after a moment. instead it was the fine, little filly that would have a stallion on her back this time.
The thanksgiving tradgedy(Chapter 8)
There was turkey, white and dark meat, corn on the cob, rolls, green beans, asparagus, green bean casserole, cranberry sauce, and a big bowl of salad. it was silent during dinner except for the soft clink of forks hitting plates.
Ain't Queer
His teeth, busted and ugly from innumerable barroom brawls which he never won, gleamed like wet niblets of corn on a half-eaten cob. "something else, huh? what would your woman think of that, anyhow?" martin snapped his eyes on horace.
The Woodland Witch's New Plaything
A quarter of the day at this rate, once he reached level 20, he would log off and make something to eat, playing for that long had made him quite peckish, especially with how appetising the food in-game looked; if only he could try out one of those giant cobs
Pokemon - Tale of the Guardian Master - CH 146
"corn's pretty good..." he point out, nibbling along the side of a cob while rose did the same, raising her hand with an "i agree!" response. after a moment, he took a spoon and offered to help alicia with her rice, feeding the snake himself. "good?"
Part One - Jacked
cob... cob... boy, oh boy. come for me, honey. let me... mmm... feel you."
Teaser - Hide and Speak
Horner set out the pot roast with corn on the cob. she always went all out on sleepover days.