Seeing Stars
He shoveled the last few chocolates into his mouth, and waited. he expected it to come in surges, like it had at first, but since he'd shoveled down the rest of the box in only a few minutes, it all happened at once.
Outcast Planet: Nadir
Leaning against the handle of the shovel, he scratched at his brow. “i'll need to think about this," he said. “i owe you that much." “you're back," lazsh hissed.
Decadence, Chapter Eleven: More Incest
You already have your 'shovel', now i think you need your 'flashlight'." she giggled as she mentioned his cock being the 'shovel' and the 'flashlight' being her breasts.
Fun and Games
Yuni didn't have a shovel but his claws into the dirt and digging up a small hole nearby. he began piling it up and using his wet paws to assemble it into what he considered a castle.
Syngeneia Kathairein part 41
Dakkadakkabum drops his shovel/ ''what the fak... welp, it can't get any better, or i truly went insane.
A Father's Duty Part 2 (Mpreg and sappy-as-shit ending)
With a soft moan he continued to shovel in the hot food provided to him by his love. the fox slipped his muzzle over the tip of the wolf's manhood.
Mojave Redemption - Part 3
He stood next to a wiry jittery looking rat and shoved his shovel into the dirt as joshua sidled up next to him, setting to his work as well.
The Wolf of the Mountain
Even if it was something as menial as shovelling dung on a farm. at least his physique was still good for that, if a little skinny. _plus, an old car like this was already a great match for that kind of work_, he mused.
It’s Mine Forever
The pup asked taking the bag and pulling out the shovel. "not quite, i'll show you how it's done once we are on the beach" replied poppa. then nate surprised his poppa. with an audible slurp he gave the shovel a big lick.
Moonfall
._ he gobbled his food like he was starving, shovelling it in and swallowing half of it, without chewing it once. luna was shocked at his manners, but she loved the black furred wolf with all her heart.
Big Ray's Buffet
Some of the more recent arrivals still had their head buried in their trays, some even using their three-fingered hands to shovel food into their developing snouts rather than going directly for it.
Friendly Fledgling (with Fungus)
Flicher was digging manually, enthusiastically throwing dirt between his hindlegs with alternate shovelling movements of his front two paws.