Milking the Dragons
Tuffnut obviously couldn’t keep his eyes off barf & belch’s beautifully spasming sexes, resulting in him to shortly add his seed to the mix as well.
The Aristocrats!
Pussy is covered in vomit?"
Andy Meets a Macro
Andy giggled and watched the sperm cell writhe and swim in his vomit all over the bulls moist and sweaty feet. he climbed out from between the toes and stood on top the bulls foot, playing in the puke with his own feet.
Alien Hunger
The worm-arm that held her waist, pumped her full, so full, until she was vomiting again, then again. i watched her adapt. hours passed as she was pumped full, drained, pumped full again.
Dirty Dogs
The inu whimpered and smiled as she let tanya puke on her, before grabbing her and pressing her mouth to her's. she locked their lips together, letting the other pup's vomit pour into her muzzle and down her throat.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 4
What started out as her name turned into a torrent of reddish black vomit. kiana jumped back, lifting her dress at the knees, and almost went sprawling herself.
New Beginnings and Dead Ends Part 6 : "Monster?"
He then whipped the vomit from his mouth on his sleeve after putting the blade back. i the asked the speaker "what kinda sick joke is this?"
STASIS
Shivering uncontrollably, he braced himself with his front paws and vomited several times. the searing pain burned his lungs, making him scream, but he'd hardly opened his muzzle to do so, before vomiting again.
Bugchaser Dragon PART 2 [COMMISSION]
He simply wiped off most of the vomit that was pouring down on his chin and chest and went back to his podium to perform on the pole while still being semi-covered in his own puke from his previous session, serving as advertisement on how rough he was willing
Fenrisúlfr
#1 of speed-writings cw: worms, gore, omnivorous+omnicidal actions, death of a minor, vomit, nonconsent, etc. the content warning list would be far too long if it was complete, this is a very, very bad piece.
Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 25
The slick layer of vomit coating her throat and the thick rope of drool hanging from her lips didn't help either. and the smell... "sarah, i really don't think you're quite all ri-" "huruuaalgh!"
What's Up, Little Dude? (Part Two)
It _feels_ like i should vomit again. “we have a reservation at 10:30, so you got an hour. they make a great breakfast burrito.” shane stops in the doorway. “i’ll see you downstairs, dekk.”