The Motel [Story / Cat]
Nearly a mile down the road, the young woman passed a sign letting drivers know that a motel, gas station and fast food place were just two exits away.
Going the wrong way can be both good and bad
A gas station, great. the road had evened out enough for there to have been something built. shame that was all that was there, unfortunately. but then again just a gas station would be good enough for her to at least look for directions.
A Curtain Falls Over Furdom 9: Station
I'd shifted to neutral and stopped a little ways from a gas station... right next to a major highway onramp. the multi-lane highway down the hill from us was littered with cars and bodies.
VigoRx - 2.1 - Provisions
One hour on the roadgrant cries, "finally a fucking gas station!""sorry, man, but once you get up into the mountains, you don't see gas all that often."
Overheated
The drive around the corner to the gas station would cost her much. she stepped into the little gas station, the cashier daziedly nodding in her direction. she smiled, nervously at him before rushing over to the aisle with the microwavalbe meals.
Void Life-Chapter 3
Roger chuckled to himself as he turned into a nearby gas station. "i'll be right back." he said, pulling his uniform of my now dry body. it seemed almost odd not wearing it anymore.
Mount-ana
I was outside the gas station at that point, standing next to the pump. the big male was ranting at me. "i don't know what the fuck your problem is!"
The Hitcher
An exciting stretch it was so far, interesting signs for local gas stations, local restaurants, travel motels, names he'd never before heard.
Clopper's Journey -- Chapter 7
To a naive onlooker, it would appear as though the former gas station clerk enjoyed the abuse and extreme pony play.
Pump 4 [Sketch]
Quick story sketch for lovely lovely [dirtydaemon666](https://www.furaffinity.net/user/dirtydaemon666) about their feral dog boy buck managing to rope a local gas station clerk into taking some.... alternative payment for his gas!
A Long, Desperate Drive
I hit a couple more stops, bladder whining from recycling his mess, stumbling into gas station bathrooms that smelled like diesel and despair, shaking off the weight of it all with a grin.
Brad's story, part 2
"so, i went to this gas station at like midnight last night," brad began interrupted almost immediately. "d'you get laid?" "no. but she _was_ absolutely hot.