Briars of a New World: I & II
I've done sampled about all the fresh briar air i can do anything with for today. it's 'bout time for a cold one." "skuwrr." jason smiled at the sound of disgust goshrock gave to the thought of beer.
Prologue
The midwinter night was clear and still with a full moon lighting the expanse of the fallow fields surrounding briar canyon. members of the guard stood vigil, watching for signs of danger: weasels, foxes, owls.
Things vaginas are called
Lips, where uncle's doodle goes, altar of love, cupid's cupboard, bird's nest, bucket, cock-chafer, love glove, serpent socket, spunk-pot, hairy doughnut, fun hatch, spasm chasm, red lane, stinky speedway, bacon hole, belly entrance, sugar basin, sweet briar
Ashcroft Investigiations: The New Intern
Every time we encounter her somehow me and odin wind up separated where i'm alone with the rat burglars and he's alone with briar.
Forced Fornication is Otterly Disgusting
I thought it were a briar patch. i wish it had been. no, it were something much worse. twas a fairy." there were several immediate boos and hisses in the place. "there ain't no such thing as no fairies.
"Skylands: The Third Gate" ch.13 (NaNoWriMo 2015)
Still, briars and vines grew through them like worms feasting on long-dead flesh.
The Curious Foxes, Chapter 20: Euchre and Malört
briar giggled. “i forgot about ferries. but all’s well that ends well, because-” briar then reached down to pick up something that they concealed at the side of the door; a gift basket.
Moonlighting in Skyrim- Part 2
The she-wolf's mate had come home piss-drunk on black briar meade, having squandered the last of the couple's savings on a night of debauchery. he had stumbled into the cave at moonrise, and her wolf-time was already in full tilt.
The Evergreen Incident
_t-thorns and briars!_ he blushed at the outline of the wolf's cock on his belly. _h-he's so deep!_ “aaaah~" fenrir reeled back and thrusted into the squirrel god again. a badly stifled moan escaped from him as the wolf god continued his assault.
The Party (Commission)
"catherine briar," bagshot said with soft contempt, "and here i thought you'd be too busy digging into the dirt for oil. have enough for an emergency transfusion i suppose?"
Ember's Tribe Part II: Quarter for a Slave
His fur was rough like briar, the flesh beneath calloused from hardship. in sharp relief was ember's supple body which had seemingly never known backbreaking labor. "my very own meat-eater to do as i please with," the chief sneered.
Enter Za'ir
“you mentioned attempting to find your way into the black-briar estate. has that effort borne fruit?" “regrettably, no. maven black-briar seems to have little interest for anything that isn't made of gold or honey." “i see, i see.